Some hear world trough music, some see trough pictures. May I say - pictures have stories and this picture has mine.. Although this picture was taken by Edijs Aizstrauts while we were exploring my city... It spoke to me and I have a whole story behind it.
Pressure and anxiety sometimes takes over every cell in my body and leaves me blind and deaf, But happy memories and people keep me going.
There was a time I took long walks at 5am in the morning trough the city and enjoyed the silence and peaceful sidewalks, when everyone was still sleeping I took my time of thinking and eating my breakfast outside. The feeling of freedom and sunrise - being able to feel the cold wind and fresh air before others do and walking down the sidewalk and hearing birds sing and the nature waking up was giving me goosebumps. But it was worth it. Starting my day this way helped me stay calm and ready for the the things an people yet to happen and meet.. It made me feel fulfilled. But that's not it. I also had time apart from my daily routine, from the four walls and same activities that awaited for me everyday. There was a staircase that lead me nowhere every day and there was no finish or point that I had to reach just taking steps all the way up and having no point and goal to reach.. This morning walk helped to put thing in order and place when I got home, so that I don't have this every other peoples ''average' lifestyle. But something other then routine. Projects that make me happy and fulfill my inner child needs were there to take place. Music that waked me up and pictures that have their own little story were there to remind me that everything in this world has a purpose and meaning. Nothing is there because - it just is, things are put there so that at some point you cross paths with them. People who you meet while just crossing the road were there because they had to be in your story , they had to be a part of it, and somehow you're their part of the story to. So every morning that I took this walk I met different people, some were drunk and wanted someone to talk to, some were that I knew years ago and we had a nice chat, and some were just strangers running to work angry and disappointed. But they needed to be in my story just because. And I'm not questioning it, because I love the thought of some things left the way they are. So this picture remind me of the time, when I had time to run away from the ''normal'' and ''average'' .