the stream of consciousness.

"are you going to get on the boat?"

i haven't been on a boat in a while. i'm scared. the river looks serene though...

"...lavender?"

"oh...right. i'll get on."

i got on the boat after i said that.

i've been alone for quite some time. a year, to be exact. i was working during that year at a job. i hate it, i want to quit. atleast my friend asked me if i wanted to ride a boat with her. i wonder how she found this place, though. it's so far away from our homes, and it feels like it isn't real...

the scenery is so picturesque. different colored flowers, a slow and steady river, lushous grass, the bright sun, and every kind of tree imaginable.

it reminds me of someone. someone i hold dear to my heart. i wish she was here more often.

i should probably ask her how she found this.

"hey. miya."

"hm?" she asked while rowing very slowly.

"how did you find this place?"