Journey to a Wistful Evening
Let's go on a visual trip. It is an alternate reality. You are home on a late afternoon. You are sitting on a little bed attached to the windows. The view of the backyard is a refreshing mix of steel blues and calm greens. The trees sway their hands to the slow song at the concert of the wind. You deeply breathe in the cool air. Time is moving slowly. It's just you and the nature. You fix your gaze on a large tree standing in the corner created by the fence. It is mesmerizing. It has the prettiest blue flowers playfully dotting its mint green leaves. But you awaken from your relaxed brooding when you spot two legs dangling from a particularly large branch. Scanning through the leaves, you realize someone seems to be enjoying the weather just as much as you. Now think of a person you admire. As you step outside through the kitchen back door, the stranger morphs into the physical form of that very person. However, here you do not know them. Yet....