Nothing dramatic occurred, yet everything felt significant. Two Tundra Swans stood close; one arched its back, slowly unfurling its wings. It was a simple gesture, but utterly mesmerizing.
Generally, life is good.
Nothing dramatic occurred, yet everything felt significant. Two Tundra Swans stood close; one arched its back, slowly unfurling its wings. It was a simple gesture, but utterly mesmerizing.
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Chasing birds anchors me to the earth, while my 'Other Reality' carries me elsewhere—a silent escape where both the world and I are rewritten.
Generally, life is good.