I wish to go on road trips like these where you just stop and wonder how beautiful the view is. You get lost somewhere in the horizon. You feel so overwhelmed yet numb.
The silence drains the turbulence that has been going on inside that little head of yours. Every element in this picture is so vast, so infinite, so interminable.
But I want to know what’s on the other side of these colors. I want to know what’s on the other side of these fields, these beautiful meadows. I want to know who lives there. I want to know how they feel living there, away from the city’s hustle. I want to know their struggles. I want to know what they eat for dinner. I want to know whom they love and what they love. I want to know the secrets that these meadows hold.
Picture by Ajibola Sunday
Words by me.