The Impact

Cobblestone streets, little coffee shops and delis.  For some reason I always thought the “cobblestone streets” were never streets at all, but merely walking and biking paths.  But yes cars do in fact drive on these streets.  Not just any cars though, tiny, miniature cars.  I never thought that any movie or show could look so much like reality.  I was proven wrong, THIS is like everything you see in the movies.  The little coffee shops with espressos the size of toy tea sets and sandwiches with no crusts.  Little chairs and tables made entirely of metal but very beautifully designed.  Architecture everywhere you looked! Buildings, signs, windows, doors, parks, chairs, tables, the street even! Everything so beautifully crafted and thought out.  Everything so small and compact.  So care free and peaceful.  Everything was such a rush. Such an adventure.  Everything was so antique and yet so precious to the city around it, to the people living here.   Everything had a story behind it, a past life.  Looking around and seeing how different it was here just gives you an entirely new mindset.  You finally realize the town you live in; the people you associate yourself with aren’t the only things that matter in this world.  Your life has meant nothing until you start living in the world you were put on.  Not your own world but other peoples too.  Experiencing, listening, learning, TRAVELING, that’s when you feel it.  When you really feel alive.  When you find something worth living for.  When you have that desire to learn and feel and see things not involved you your world you’ve created.  When you jump and are caught by something unexpected.  The Impact.





The Impact.


Cobblestone streets,
little coffee shops and delis. 
For some reason I always thought
the “cobblestone streets” were never streets at all,
but merely walking and biking paths. 
But yes cars do in fact drive on these streets. 
Not just any cars though, tiny,
miniature cars. 
I never thought that any movie
or show could look so much like reality. 
I was proven wrong,
THIS is like everything you see in the movies. 
The little coffee shops
with espressos the size of toy tea sets
and sandwiches with no crusts. 
Little chairs and tables
made entirely of metal
but very beautifully designed. 
Architecture everywhere you looked!
Buildings, signs, windows, doors,
parks, chairs, tables, the street even!
Everything so beautifully crafted
and thought out. 
Everything so small and compact. 
So care free and peaceful. 
Everything was such a rush.
Such an adventure. 
Everything was so antique
and yet so precious to the city around it,
to the people living here.  
Everything had a story behind it,
a past life. 
Looking around
and seeing how different it was here
 just gives you an entirely new mindset. 
You finally realize the town you live in;
the people you associate yourself with
aren’t the only things that matter in this world. 
Your life has meant nothing
until you start living in the world you were put on. 
Not your own world but other peoples too. 
Experiencing, listening, learning,
TRAVELING, that’s when you feel it. 
When you really feel alive. 
When you find something worth living for. 
When you have that desire to learn
and feel and see things
not involved you your world you’ve created. 
When you jump and are caught by something unexpected.
The Impact.