I’ve always been a city kid. Love how every moment in the city feels important, that you’re a part of something big. Sometimes it’s nice to feel small. When I moved out here, I thought I would die of boredom. And while do miss the city, there are moments I love. Seeing a certain animal in the wild for the first time, waking up to silence, finding the last leaf clinging to the maple, then slowly drift to you feet.
I’ll miss morning like this when I move back.
via Arti Love