I'm at home

I just returned home, I'm tired and dirty from the road, my hair burned around my bonfire and tomorrow I'll have to go to the barber, but I'm insanely happy. I needed this trip. I went by different trains, far and towards the sun. I held on to him and the departing rays of the sunset, passing the usual towns and villages where the common people live. I was sitting at the station in Rudnica with a glass of coffee in my hands and knew that I would return back to my old friends of childhood. Because you always return to those whom you love and appreciate, and who loves and appreciates you. Any time of the year and in any mood. You come back and are happy that they are all right, and the road speaks to you in a language that does not have a name.
I also wish you all to be happy and healthy. And, of course, loved ones. And most importantly - honest. With yourself and other people. Because honesty is the foundation and the beginning of everything.
Go forward, be obsessed with what you do, love the worthy, open yourself and shine.
Do not rush to live, but enjoy every minute of what is happening here and now.
Do not fight with windmills, but just be real.
I believe in you.
With love, I, your Nastya

P.S. I thought that the spring had already begun, and here we have magic again