When the wind intertwines my long hair with the stalks of wheat, it feels as though the world is revealing all its secrets to me. I am submerged in the heart of this boundless field. not to hide, but to find myself. The soft evening light rests gently upon my skin, drawing the long shadows of my lashes across my cheeks. In this moment, all the questions of my life fall silent. Why am I here? Because this is the place where my soul remembers once again that it belongs to the earth and the sky. I am a part of this endless gold; as rooted as the stalks, and just as free. And in this freedom, for the first time in a long while, I am truly breathing.