i found my heavan

One early morning, i woke up unusualy early.

i rode my bike near the beach, got a smoothie drink for my breakfast.

i had my music wasnt listening

i was hearing the sounds of the the rocks and leaves cracking and crunching under my rolling tiers.

listening to the sound of the wind whispering through my hair.


if nature around me was talking, i truely felt like i was listening, i found my heavan.