i walked a lot this week, took the longest way to work and just walked aimlessly through the city finding little streets that i never thought existed, looking at the river and just feeling closer to nature.
during the walks i would remember the days when i was younger, walking aimlessly through the beach; sometimes looking for a cool sea shell or any other thing that the sea had brought to the shore. i remember finding dead fishes and turtles and always feeling so sad for them dying alone in an unknown place.
this time i didn't find any dead animals by the river but i found mushrooms growing along with many other things and the need to go back to the sea as fast as i can. i don't want to die in an unknown place like this one.