It is evening, and a cool breeze blows, which causes me goosebumps. I sit on the steps in front of my house, looking to the sky, which slowly covers with clouds. A storm is forecasted.
It’s so quiet tonight, actually every night. Every now and then a car passes on the street. I live in town. And yet it is so peaceful. In this quietness, I meditate on the meaning of life, its joys and struggle, its complexity and simplicity. (Read more)