This new part of the forest look so familiar yet so unfamiliar...everything somehow look the same, yet strange, and a little eerie. The air feels and smells odd, the winds chilly, the trees grim, the soil soft and moist, the thick and unpenetrating fog clings and lingers, never letting go...like a faithful always staying by her side. Hardly anything can be seen, the air always still save for some occasional chilly breeze that sends the shivers. Nothing here looks interesting or different from every corner...almost every tree, every shrub, every blade of grass, every croak of the toad, every crackling of the bug...is the same...
Somehow, this experience brought me a few years back when I was in a similar situation. I remembered I wondered in that lonely and eerie part of the forest for a really long time before the sun could be seen again. Thinking a little deeper, I can't really remember how I got into this present situation, how I got myself into this. I guess it doesn't matter, since it won't make much of a difference. All I know, is that presently, I wish to see myself getting to where I really want to...and settle down there...
Not too many days ago, I had a really beautiful dream. I dreamt that I finally found where I have been wanting to go after I left the corner I'd been staying for sometime. There, I had a beautiful rose garden and loved every aspect of my life. It's been my childhood dream, to settle down at a nice place, to have roses in my little humble abode. It need not be a lavious looking house with a huge pond or garden...just to have what I want would suffice. One day, my garden began to bloom, and it was 3 very lovely looking red roses... Very abruptly, I was shaken from the dream, and got up, only to find myself at this strange place...
Looking up, trying very hard to see the skies thinking, "I hope I'll get there soon...and I'll keep walking..."
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