Kaleidoscope of Forgotten Memories

Train Station

'I'm gonna die here uugh' late summer sun was really harsh. I got off the crowded train as I couldn't stand anymore feeling of breathlessness anymore. The air was heavy and dazing, I couldn't concentrate on anything. After a minute or two, slight breeze of warm air blew gently onto my face. I took a deep breath and straightened up. Soon I began to realize that I've mistaken train stations. While looking for a place to hide from the heat somehow I felt this lightness in my chest. I wasn't in a hurry, so I thought this is a good opportunity to change my daily routine of passing the same streets, buildings, even the same people. I bought some water and ice creams in nearest little convenience store and sat on a broken bench. From my spot I could clearly hear tiny birds siging beautifuly and cicadas weeping loudly. People getting off the train didn't noticed anything. Some of them were going across the railway tracks in a hurry, others were staring bluntly at their phones while waiting for the next train. Was I like them all the time? I began to think that my daily life meant so little, that it had almost no sense. All I've been doing was only running home from school, or vice versa. Of course from time to time I've been meeting with my friends and going somwhere but it felt somehow...empty. I felt empty. And tired. And stressed out. I've always tried to fit in but...was it worth it? I sighed deeply. When was the last time I thought so much about everything that surrounds me?
I hooped of the bench and walked into a tiny path covered all over with little bushes and barren sprigs. Some of them scratched my legs but I didn't mind. Somehow every tree, every cloud, every bug reminded me of sweet childhood full of lighthearted feelings. I started moving faster as the path led higher and deeper into the woods. Sun was shining through green leaves leaving only few places in the shadows. I was dashing straightforward with a light smile on my face. The sound of my footsteps echoed surprisingly loud, dried leaves rustled everywhere. With the breeze in my hair and moss under my feets I finally made it to the top of the hill. I leaned my hands against my knees, bent in half, trying to catch a breath. My legs were trembling, sweat covered the back but I felt somehow relieved. Like I've got rid off some burden. Still panting I wiped my face and started to drink water left in the bottle. Trees and bushes were thicker here and birds were singing much louder. The air felt really fresh. I took a deep breath and looked up at the sky. Come to think of it, after I got to this city I stopped staring at the sky. I wondered how much I've changed. In a minute a big and warm raindrop surprisingly hit my nose.