I came here to be alone… but I didn’t expect it to feel like this. The shepherd’s hut is so quiet it’s almost intoxicating. No noise, no people… just me, the sun, and this endless stretch of soft green and gold. It feels like the whole world disappeared for a moment… and I get to do whatever I want. I take my time walking around, letting the air brush against my skin, feeling lighter with every step. There’s something about being out here so open, yet so hidden that makes me a little more daring… a little more playful. I lean against the wooden gate, pretending to look out at the view… but really, I’m just enjoying the feeling of being seen… even if no one’s there. Or maybe… I like imagining that someone could be. I catch myself smiling for no reason. Inside the hut, it’s even more intimate. The space feels smaller, closer… like it’s holding me in. I pause in the doorway, taking a breath, feeling my heartbeat slow… then quicken again for reasons I don’t even want to explain. I move slowly… not because I must, but because I want to feel everything. Every second stretches, every little moment feels heavier, warmer… like I’m teasing myself, just enjoying the tension. There’s no rush. No rules. No one to stop me.
