There I was, no idea how I got here or where I need to go. Just this pressing feeling on my chest. I feel like I can’t breathe, I’m starting to panic. I look around and there she was, I don’t even know her name. She’s just here sometimes. She looked at me with concern “Are you okay?” She asked.
“I’m overwhelmed” I said “Why?” She asked. “I don’t know” Knowing deep down very well why I’m overwhelmed. The world used to be so peaceful and lately it feels like this world is spinning faster and faster every day. Of course I’m overwhelmed, everybody is. I can’t even have space in my head to think, it’s just cluttered unorganised mess and I wish I had time for a cleanup but… well it doesn’t matter I’m here for now, and she…
Had apparently noticed I was spiralling in my own thoughts and grabbed my hand. It felt warm and nice. Although she wasn’t very big, her hand fitted in mine like a tailored glove. “Come” she said and walked out in front. Confused I stood up and started walking behind her. “Faster!” She said as she quickly fastened the pace. She wasn’t tall but she was fast as light. I couldn’t keep up with her speed and soon I found myself lost. Where is she? Did I take the right turn? Where did she go? Heard a branch snap behind me and before I could even think about what it could be she said “ A few days ago, right here I saw a fox! Isn’t that amazing” it was her. I normally wouldn’t have taken the effort to care, there are other things that need to happen I don’t have time for this. But as she stood there smiling from cheek to cheek, her vibrant happy energy so affectionate I could be nothing more then be as amazed by the sight of the fox. And it didn’t take long for the next amazing thing to come by, “look! That tree is dancing!” Soon we went from sight to sight and for the first time I felt relieve. There was something about being in her presence that made the world a bit less overwhelming. I stood still and just looked at her for a while. It was in that moment I realised she was different. Untouched by the shadows of life . Maybe wiser than anyone else. Curious still like a newborn, amazed by every gust of wind, every branch of a tree. Staring for hours at the movement of the leafs. No worry on the planet, how hard can it be. A reflection of my younger self I wondered, and it probably was. I wish I could be like that more, I know I was. The things I learned today from my curious little friend, I hope that one day also I will be captivated by the wind again.
