Yesterday I was walking in the city, and I felt I need to sit down and do nothing but listen. Just sit on the bench, not in a park but close to an old square with coffee shops - and I was there for a half an hour and I was sure that now - now I'm alive. Observing things for me is a little bit like meditating (similar to swimming, singing, gardening and so on), but I guess this is the most ancient way.
So I observed the people who crossed the way, the different bushes as they were shaking differently in the wind, the clouds that brought light rain, the roofs (I love roofs), the ivy on the wall, the crumbs on the ground, everything.
Once I read that somebody was walking on the streets of Budapest as a local tourist, and noticed everything with new eye, a fresh look. This is a great idea! Though most of the times it's difficult, and we can easily accustomed to the beauties of our place - but it's worth to have a new look at the place where we live and spend our days, even if it is a quite common city, because beauty is everywhere around us: in the creations of God and the people.
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