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“I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery-air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, "This is what it is to be happy.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
There's always something about looking at vast open spaces printed in multicolor which never ceases to still me. It's like these images conjure a magic and inside me stirs something beautiful and appreciative.
In that moment all I want to do is be transported to that paradise, that oasis.
*Credits to the owners of these photos*
Someone, take me there. Somewhere, anywhere. Anywhere but here.
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
There's always something about looking at vast open spaces printed in multicolor which never ceases to still me. It's like these images conjure a magic and inside me stirs something beautiful and appreciative.
In that moment all I want to do is be transported to that paradise, that oasis.
*Credits to the owners of these photos*
Someone, take me there. Somewhere, anywhere. Anywhere but here.