From the noisy city, from the voices, from the schedules, from the thoughts that itch in my head like mosquitoes on a summer evening. I woke up — and realized: today I don’t want to be a good girl. I want to be myself. Real. Without filters. Without makeup. Without “should”.
I grabbed a light jacket, headphones, sneakers, some cash and... that’s it. No suitcase, no warnings. Just me and my heart, which stubbornly whispered: “To the sea...” The bus was leaving in 40 minutes. I made it. As if everything had conspired — even the traffic lights were blinking green.
And here I am — by the window, my hair disheveled, music playing in my ears, and my eyes... they shine. From happiness. From freedom. When I arrived, it was almost dark. But the sea... ah, the sea. It was waiting. I took off my sneakers, walked barefoot on the cold sand, and the wind wrapped around my body like someone's invisible hands. The sea whispered secrets to me... And I breathed into it.
I lay down right on the shore - as if in its arms. I was not afraid. Not lonely. I felt truly good. Have you ever felt so alive? When you don't need to explain anything, when you don't need to rush anywhere. Just be.
Now, when I remember that night, I smile... Sometimes you need to run away to get back to yourself. Or maybe next time you'll run with me? Without luggage, just you, me, and a few impudent desires...