I don't know how and why, but soon I found myself doing what the person wrote in the note.
My evening exercise time changed into a time where I was in the farthest corner of the park, lying on the grass as it tickled me from time to time, and looking at the blue sky.
The sky looking simple yet staying there with me to let me feel at peace.
I tried to think about various things but at the end, I just found myself being mystified by it.
As I kept looking at the sky without any thought.
Just the clouds going to meet their other cloud friends.
Birds, covering the progress of the day as they flew back to their families.
And I say still, looking at the evening turn into night where the moon was getting ready to meet me.
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