The Essential Nowhere

Take a breath, the coldest breath of air I have ever breathed.

Everywhere I turn, trees bigger than I can ever imagine.

A beautiful lake at the bottom of the hill.

Architecture with the magical resemblance of a magical world.

I walk the two or three streets of the center of the village and I love the thought of this being my home for the next four years.

It isn’t just the beautiful scenery that I love of this land of nowhere

Its that the land is in nowhere.

Civilization is small, but it has all that I need, all that I can’t live without.

The community with a bond better than of man and dog.

The scenery surpassing the beauty of a goddess.

The feeling of just like home.

I can’t breathe air unless it comes from the biting cold air of this hamlet.

I can’t walk unless I am walking on top of a lustrous white blanket.

I can’t think unless I am staring into the stars or trees.

I can’t live without this being my home.