why mountain feels like a home?

Your favourite thing to do is read books on Sunday, 

lying on your low bed, your skin glimmers with a gorgeous morning

it must feel lonely when you cannot relate to any of the characters in your book

On Sundays, it just feels whole.

You see a brief blue sky when you rest your book on your paperwhite pillow!

Just a week before, you stood 1085m high underneath the same sky for the second time 

This time, you got to see the view from the inside of the glass

as a shy train passed by the glorious glass view

This was new - summit 

without your cousins, 

stepping new terrain, 

although it was not your steps you were very careful

You left your friends to swim in this new terrain

and even though you were careful, your feet hurt!

That night when you lay on your bunkbed 

it reminded you of your childhood

You were 8 years old when you learned how to swim,

you learned how to ride a bike and how to leave your friends...

she was there when you were here for the first time with your cousins and nephew

she was there when you had your mountain-top oat latte and overthought the view

Overthinking and mountain- both feels familiar

and maybe one day you will bring your 8 years old back home

but that night as you lay on your bunkbed 

It reminded you of the time you played on your own...

mountains always feel like home, is it cause they are lonely too?