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Every day, scurrying around, you do not see the main thing. You are drowning with millions of people in the rivers of events, which, by and large, are indifferent to you. And what once pleased you once, now does not even catch. And you wondered why? That's serious.

How often did you hear before that you can easily get lost in a big city? And only now, years later, you understand that it really meant. And although wait, do you understand?

You are not lost among channels, rivers, elaborate buildings or bridges. No. You are lost in the bustle. In eternal running. Only this is a run to nowhere. Remember this more often when thoughts will swim in your head, saying: “It is necessary. It is necessary. It is necessary-nado-nado. "

Let go of your soul, stop tormenting it with a wiping of the wheeled of your existence. She needs a flight. Do not deprive her of this. Believe me, she deserves much more than a ten -minute run to the subway.

Go from work at least once. Without thinking about anything. Can you, can you break out of the framework in your head? Do you dare? Dared ...

And now, walking one warm evening along the pavement, you stop, staring at the dim light of an old lantern, unnaturally brightly burning at the expense of the light bulb, and you think: “Would it not go to the damn mother? All this fuss, all these concerns, all these boundaries and frames! ”

You raise your head higher, looking around the Seagull. And after her - a flock of pigeons, soared from the portico exchange. And the crowns of the ball and whisper whisper to you with rustling foliage: “Stop, catch the wind. Let go of thought. Give them freedom! "

And so, you are going, a crowd of scurrying inhabitants streams at you. And you go to yourself, listen to the wind and music coming from the promenade. You are walking past the hustle and bustle goes past you.

In one evening, in just one evening, you could see the other side of the killer city, you saw its beauty. Beauty, which was so missing.

The big city takes away the eyes that see the true beauty of life. But only those who allowed him to take him away ...