What I — and my soul — misses after being in Sarasota for several months…
These long , meditative walks and “getting lost” in nature where I could truly let loose in both a metaphysical and physical sense.
It’s both a conscious and unconscious sinking into/dancing with nature’s energy of which I’m truly at one with like the embrace of a forever love whom I melt into and disappear from the world at large.
The city is a different kind of vibrant energy of its own yet incompatible with mine. So, after a while in a city/town, I start to feel out of place and restlessness ensues.