Breeze

· by Sweta · Read in about 1 min · (158 Words)

_She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. At that moment, she didn’t have a care in the world. She forgot about everything else – classes, friends, the pressure from everything else. The only thing going through her mind was how perfect the breeze was. She had a tendency to get so caught up in activities and planning and classes. Of course, she loved it all, but in the midst of it all, she sometimes forgot why she did all of those things. She would look, but not really see.

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For that one moment in time, as the breeze passed through her hair, she remembered to see, not just to look. And since that moment, she has never been the same- never again did she forget to look, never again did she get too caught up to forget the important things in life.

She will forever be thankful for that one moment – for that breeze.