Ataraxia- A state of freedom from emotional disturbance and anxiety.
My mind is abyssopelagic (Like the depth of the sea). Travelling back by the local train from the internship, I happened to see this stunning girl. I couldn't take my eyes off her. I was listening to music calming, and the gentle breeze from the train kept pushing my hair behind. I was swaying with the movement of the train, I felt so light so hygge (an absence of anything annoying, taking pleasure from the presence of gentle and soothing things). She stepped into the train in a stop, she was selling coriander. I saw her between the crowd, she was standing there next to the doors. She was dark, her colour chosen from the most beautiful palette, her features sharp, her face cut like it had been carved to perfection, she wore a yellow blouse and her blue saree folded and tucked into the pleats. She was Kalon. ( Beauty that was more than just skin deep). I had just known her for 5 minutes, the time came that I stepped out, she was close to me, her spirit, I could feel deep inside of me. She moved through the crowd like a ball of energy. I giggled as I saw her make her way through.
People inspire me. People make me feel love. People make me feel Joy. I walked home under a million clouds on petals of flowers spread for somebody who just entered the big gates of heaven. For me, it was walking a road full of flowers which made my way beautiful and fragranced. I felt tarantism. I felt Happy. I felt Hygge and Ataraxia.
Have you ever felt Ataraxia?
My mind is abyssopelagic (Like the depth of the sea). Travelling back by the local train from the internship, I happened to see this stunning girl. I couldn't take my eyes off her. I was listening to music calming, and the gentle breeze from the train kept pushing my hair behind. I was swaying with the movement of the train, I felt so light so hygge (an absence of anything annoying, taking pleasure from the presence of gentle and soothing things). She stepped into the train in a stop, she was selling coriander. I saw her between the crowd, she was standing there next to the doors. She was dark, her colour chosen from the most beautiful palette, her features sharp, her face cut like it had been carved to perfection, she wore a yellow blouse and her blue saree folded and tucked into the pleats. She was Kalon. ( Beauty that was more than just skin deep). I had just known her for 5 minutes, the time came that I stepped out, she was close to me, her spirit, I could feel deep inside of me. She moved through the crowd like a ball of energy. I giggled as I saw her make her way through.
People inspire me. People make me feel love. People make me feel Joy. I walked home under a million clouds on petals of flowers spread for somebody who just entered the big gates of heaven. For me, it was walking a road full of flowers which made my way beautiful and fragranced. I felt tarantism. I felt Happy. I felt Hygge and Ataraxia.
Have you ever felt Ataraxia?
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