During years, I found myself doing promenades, desperately looking for myself. The longer I kept searching, the more the road turned into some dangerous unhealthy place from which I felt I didnt belong. So I stopped searching and just started following the road, not looking for anything. Years of emptiness passed by and everyday, as I kept walking, I found myself turning more and more into an exhausted, desperate human being.
But one day curiosity took over and decided to switch road. It was time to take a risk. Also this time, I kept walking but I felt something had changed in the way I used to move my feed. My steps were now filled with a sprankle of hope. The road felt more familiar. It was far from perfect, but there aint no perfect road. Since that day, I found myself walking on the right path. A path full of art and nature. And I never stopt walking because I knew that every step, would bring me closer to what I had been searching for all those years.
Never, ever give up