Summer... Broiling sun subdues even best hidden spots from Sofia's field...I feel the crying, nooo - the imperative need of fresh air, silence and calmness...To run away from the overpopulated capital with nothing but Stupid people...And to SEE the Stars.
So I chose to run. Away. Wherever I knew I'd be close to them - my oldest of old friends. It took me really big efforts to set a day off from the overworked schedule, but I went to see. Ahh, The Mountain!!!
Dear Mountain! I know our meetings through the years has been reduced to only seeing your pictures in the Net, but every time I touch your freedom for real I'm feeling the need to fly. I can feel you in my blood. And I want us to be together forever.
And then I flied. Beyond the dust of the insane chaos I live in. Into another land. Where life too goes by, but where the little people you can see greet you with a smile for "good day" even if they don't know you and may never see you again. Where "Time" as a measuring quantity has no meaning at all. Where we, people, can find ourselves again and again.
So, I finally climbed you again, Musala! And I realised the last 15 years have passed like a bad dream...But I promise, I'll see you again... Soon...
So I chose to run. Away. Wherever I knew I'd be close to them - my oldest of old friends. It took me really big efforts to set a day off from the overworked schedule, but I went to see. Ahh, The Mountain!!! 
Dear Mountain! I know our meetings through the years has been reduced to only seeing your pictures in the Net, but every time I touch your freedom for real I'm feeling the need to fly. I can feel you in my blood. And I want us to be together forever. 
And then I flied. Beyond the dust of the insane chaos I live in. Into another land. Where life too goes by, but where the little people you can see greet you with a smile for "good day" even if they don't know you and may never see you again. Where "Time" as a measuring quantity has no meaning at all. Where we, people, can find ourselves again and again. 
So, I finally climbed you again, Musala! And I realised the last 15 years have passed like a bad dream...But I promise, I'll see you again... Soon...
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This is what I called - the healing power of the nature. Honestly I feel blessed being born and raised next to beautiful Bulgarian mountains. Maybe it's just my thought but I think it affects in way that I am more stronger and steady in life.
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