LOST BOY.

|fifty six

it must have been midnight when i left the hotel room.

just because it was vacation didn't mean we were allowed to do our own things.

we were forced to stay together.

everyone was in their rooms, i didn't know whether they were asleep or not, but it didn't matter.

if they found out, i would deal with it then.

that was something i changed about myself.

instead of just worrying about the future i decided to worry when the moment came, not just the idea that it could come.

it got rid of a lot of stress.

as soon as i got outside the cold air accompanied me.

it was so beautiful.

snow covering the ground everywhere.

trees without leaves.

almost no sound.

no birds chirping or rabbits running around.

it was nice.

i didn't bring my coat, only a jacket, but i wasn't all that bothered by the wind nipping at my skin just yet.

my mind was at ease here.

every snowflake falling from the sky gave me comfort.

it felt freeing.

it felt surreal.

i might have been cold, but my heart was burning with a new kind of passion.