Past & Present

This time last year was a downright scenario–so contrary to this slow pace life. I was home and yet so lost. There in the middle of megacities I found myself struggling still. More than all the hustle and bustle, the way of life had put me undesirably in seclusion–in the past. 

Pressures and stresses along with unbearable trials are also existing in my tiny world, but natures at least aren’t in second the motion–only when it downpours. I sleep well at night, breathe fresh air every second, laugh a lot, and have time to relax–at present.