There are days I want to sit at the corner of the garden, close my eyes and reflect on what ‘s happening around me and beyond.
I think of what things to do when I open my eyes.
Should I walk to the village? Pick some fresh herbs and cook a simple dinner?
How about going to the pier and fish?
Or feel the ocean breeze? Climb a mountain?
All things are real or just plain fiction nevertheless real in your mind.