Onrush of scenery
27/04/2018
I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, « This is what it is to be happy ».
Sylvia Plath
27/04/2018
I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, « This is what it is to be happy ».
Sylvia Plath