Flipping through these travel magazines I remember the days I was on the way and imagining I was sipping a latte in sunshine, or riding a bike on a pathway through an endless grassland.
Imagine I were the one on the pictures of these colourful pages, or thinking about what those travellers are doing at different corners of the world.
What would happen if I were there? What would they be doing with and without me there?
But the unchanged fact is, this world is beautiful, so as our lives. Looking out at this fascinating scenery is the grace that we have. Shouldn't we be glad and pleasant, even if we might only be travelling in our imagination but having love in our hearts?
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