Serenity. Serenity. Serenity.

Sun shining bright, wind gushing through my curls. Sun’s heat tickling my face, while the cool breeze evened it out, not letting my skin burn. Serenity. Serenity. Serenity. There’s a constant rustling of leaves from the trees around, birds are happily chirping, clouds are rapidly moving with the wind creating funny shapes. I saw the…