I woke up at this place that really wasn’t “special” – I couldn’t see the sea, no mountains and no forest, just a paved parking lot with some grass and a birch next to it.
Even so, it was one of the happiest days. You know when you get that tingling feeling inside your chest? It bubbles and you get so much energy you don’t know what to do with it? You start to act silly and you need people around you to be able to get an outlet for your energy?
I didn’t have any people around me so I just jumped in the van and listened to my happiest music and sang like the crazy person I am.
In the end, everything is as good as you let it be. My feeling of happiness made that grass and the birch incredible, it made me love my backyard. It made my four hour drive one of the best ones because I was appreciating every little thing around me so much more.
Why did I get this feeling?
It’s a secret for now, but I will let you know after the summer.
Btw. Are you a crazy eater or a normal one?