Sri Lanka - Entry 8

As we trucked on towards Nuwara Eliya, I looked up into the sky and suddenly felt overwhelmed by everything inside and around me.

I remember leaning back in my seat, gazing out the window and suddenly, the haze which had seemed to blur the world for the past few days, dissipated and was replaced with green hills of crystalline clarity.

I sat up in my seat and quickly rolled down the window and was greeted by gusts of cool breeze which breathed life through my tussled hair and into my throbbing temples.

I closed my eyes for a moment and suddenly felt as though the wind was blowing away all the intensity of the past. All the filth of the city, the dirt roads, the oppressive heat, and my own stickly dried sweat seemed to sweep away in the instant I felt the wind.

Looking up at the sky, I saw a deep blue that made me think of the ocean and the sky and heaven all at once. It was a deep blue that I hadn't seen since the unfettered vision of childhood. I lay back in my seat and felt as though everything in the world was perfect.

But everything in the world wasn't perfect.

All the bliss of that instant suddenly squirmed into a question and that question was, where was she?

And then it hit me, what was all this around me without anyone to share it with?

This, the most beautiful thing possible, which was quite possibly the perfect experience, was inadequate without someone to share it with.

The thought filled me with fear that I was alone, but also with excitement because this moment was proof to me that a person's true nature above all else, is to love.