the city is madness. cars honking. dust and noise everywhere. scooters flying by you, even donkeys pulling carts. but up the mountain, when the air gets cooler and the oxygen thins out a bit, there is a place that is calm. the plants silently sit about turning sunlight into food. the people relax among each other's company. eating wholesome goods, making conversation, even dancing from time to time. life is a little bit slower and I like it that way.
in this place, everything feels alive and good.