It was a dark night. And I was walking down the street, as my thoughts were dancing in my mind. So many things that I was thinking about, that I couldn’t hold on to a single thought. I was lost; I had no place to go or no place to be.
The street was silent, not even the wind was making any kind of sound. There was no one out in the street, everybody was in their houses, and it was too cold. No one would appreciate such a cold weather. But, unlike everyone else, I enjoyed the cold air that gently touched my cheeks, and make them became reddish. My lips were cold and dry, but it didn’t matter. I was part of the nature, I was nature.
And it was all that mattered.
M.A.
