She
likes more than anything to walk in the woods, as it makes her feel more like
herself - a self that she's lost somewhere in the city streets.
She loses
herself in nature as often as she can, but she always feels a bit empty inside,
as she no longer seems able to enjoy its beauty the way she should. Many times
she thinks about giving everything up and, better late than never, coming back
to her roots, but then something happens that doesn't allow the thought to
become an act. If it did…
If it
did maybe she'd once again feel just as happy as in the past. Like when she
knew all the names of the trees and the flowers and could recognize the chirping
of most birds. Like when… but…
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