A Glimpse into My Journey

One step at a time.

Tourist in my favorite city


I swing my long, messy ponytail back and forth.

Hastily pull out my phone as swiftly as the wind rushes by.

The gusty wind caresses my pink, flushed cheeks.

Flushed from trekking up the famous steep hills.

Press, press, press, one gentle touch of a finger is all it takes.

I add to my overflowing collection of familiar clouds playing hide-and-seek in the hazy fog.

I am a tourist in my favorite city, none other than my own city.


11 comments on “Tourist in my favorite city

  1. pins & ashes
    June 30, 2016

    the clouds are making beautiful patterns this side too 🙂

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    • fluffysteps
      June 30, 2016

      How cool! I really enjoy looking at the different patterns in the sky. You get something new every time.

      Liked by 1 person

  2. surbhisachdeva89
    June 30, 2016

    What a lovely description and the illustration shared.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. heartandsoul777
    June 30, 2016

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  4. writeshefali
    June 30, 2016

    Nice click to add to your collection :)… I liked the flow of this short story 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  5. susiesopinions
    September 28, 2016

    Don’t know what my own city is now. I lived in one in England for 40 years, and now in America for 28.

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