There are places where you want to come back again and again. Here I find rest and peace. Fortunately, I don't need to spend a lot of time to get here. It's a beautiful place just 10 minutes by car from my house. Of course, I would like to come here more often, but at least once a month it is a mandatory option of my life and taking care of my health (it seems to me, primarily mental).
Indeed, if you estimate the pace of life, it accelerates every year. I don't know what it's connected with. Maybe I'm just getting older and slower. Or maybe time has really accelerated. I've heard that it's actually 16 hours a day instead of 24. Maybe it's a joke, but it seems to me that there is some truth in it.
It seems that if there is not enough time, then travelling to nature is already a luxury. But I think it's a necessity. It's like something that supports us and allows us to withstand the rapid pace of life.
