Peeking between the glass and the concrete, the blue and the grey, there was some green. It looked out of place in the middle of the city, yet, nothing could drive it away. Chloe would look at the leaves wishfully when she was stressed out. Her window didn't allow her to see much of the park, yet it was enough to give her hope. On sunny days, as soon as she had finished her job, she would walk down the street to the park. Every step allowed her to see more, and with every step she was able to smell the mixed scent of leaves and wet earth. Soon enough she would see the iron gates and the statues welcoming the visitors.
As soon as she would step into the park, the city disappeared. The tall grey buildings didn't matter anymore, the cars didn't matter, the only thing that mattered was the grass, and the trees, and the flowers. The park was different every day, there was music, and there were toddles dancing at it, they had the most fun. There were groups of people doing sports, people running, people riding bicycles. There was people meditating, doing yoga. Basically there was people everywhere, taking profit of the island of peace the park was. Chloe just walked around, looking at everything, soaking in happiness. She stopped at every water fountain to listen at them. She caressed the oldest trees, finding the energy she needed for the week. As her stroll arrived to an end, she would slow down her stride, wanting to make those last moments last forever. And then she would return to the city, deciding to ignore all the noise that surrounded her, because she was still soaked with the spirit of the park.
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