I got up at six today. I had my morning shower, took my time. Went downstairs and ate my breakfast. I wrote half an essay while I ate. It made my mind cluttered and weird when the rest of the house woke up. I went on a walk. Listened to the birds and breathed in the fresh air. Got in touch with my inner self. Drifted into dreams, away from reality. Went home and finished my essay.
“Not all those who wander are lost”