Vanish into the fresh air and chill of open space and splendor. There are miles and miles of forest, of mountain, of rivers and seas waiting for your footsteps to introduce themselves, for your lungs to drink their air. There is a wide world beyond the concrete, the metal, the glass; go, find it, and in the process, find yourself.

Vanish into the fresh air and chill of open space and splendor. There are miles and miles of forest, of mountain, of rivers and seas waiting for your footsteps to introduce themselves, for your lungs to drink their air. There is a wide world beyond the concrete, the metal, the glass; go, find it, and in the process, find yourself.
A quip by azurefiresky