I grew up in the country. The nearest mall was at least a half hour away, as was the supermarket. No bowling alley, movie theater, or decent hangout spot around.
Growing up, I hated it. I mean, in all honesty, even now I would probably never move back there. I do, however, miss the countryside living.
After my ultra stressful week last week, my senses are all on overdrive. I don’t know if it’s leftover adrenaline in my system or what, but it’s making my days even more stressful.
On the train, I was constantly aware of the people on either side of me, their arms brushing up against mine. The heater under my legs was blowing warm air onto my wool tights… and those tights were suddenly scratchy for the first time since I bought them last year.
My eyes have been super sensitive to the light, forcing me to close them on the sunny days.
I’m glad for the soundproof headphones that Yohei got me last year, because I don’t think my head could handle all the sounds.
The worst part, though, is the smell. I don’t know what happened, but suddenly everything is getting picked up by this nose of mine and it stinks… in both senses of the word – smelly as well as being unpleasant.
I can smell the exhaust from the cars, the stink of the water under the grates, the cooking from all the restaurants as they prepare for the day… And the people. Perfumes, hair products, sweat. It’s overwhelming.
I really, really miss the countryside.
I loved waking up to nature.
The sounds of the birds and the wind instead of the cars and busy streets, people talking on their phones.
The sunlight streaming through the trees and lighting up the fields instead of it bounding off glass on buildings and cars.
I miss the scents of the flowers and forest, the fresh, clean air that isn’t polluted by cars, trains, and jerks walking down the street smoking their gods-awful tobacco.
I want to feel the grass under my feet as I walk around the yard barefoot, enjoying the warmth in my palm from my hot cup of joe in the quiet morning. I want to listen to birds and natural wildlife while tossing a ball or stick for my pup to run off and chase. I want to smell nothing but the nature around me and the coffee in my hand.
My perfect morning…
I can’t wait to go back.