and then i go outside. where there are trees and bees, swallows and roses. the world is beautiful and real, and i can breathe again. i can feel like something other than a frazzled brain enslaved to a tyrant of despair and oppression.

i can feel something, anything other than pain and exhaustion.

this world is a gift. being alive on this awe-inspiring planet is a gift that humans spend every minute of every day trying to poison.

humans have turned life into something to regret, to lament. they have turned this earth into something to grieve. and neither humans nor the threatened beauty of this existence will ever stop breaking my heart.

#nature