Sunday. 4: 30 p.m. I was at the woods. Lost in thoughts. Left to myself. The vast greenery, the chirping of the birds and the silence engulfed me in a satisfaction that was unknown yet relaxing and calming. I sat on the grass, feeling the cool air beneath, feeling every detail of it around me as if they were the only companions left in the world for me. I plunged into this endless verdure trying hard to forget the world beyond the gates of the woods. My heart danced along, flew higher and higher with the little birds, gurgled down and far with the blue waters and stayed calm and prosperous like the fresh grass. Why but  I lost myself every time I visited these woods; my heart lost itself among the tall trees and the grass growing low and green. It was yesterday or was it just yesterday that…