After a stressful day, I like to sit outside on my swing bench and listen to music of the birds. Sometimes I just sit and listen to the birds chirp and feel the breeze. In this world of craziness and changes, there is one thing that is the same. Spring, the birds, the blossoms on the trees. It’s a place to not think. Its a place to enjoy things in the moment. Where all the stressful and crazy thoughts just melt away while I sit outside on my swinging bench.
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