My feet pressed the blades of grass closer to the earth with each step. The sweet smell of pine and wildflowers filled my lungs. I felt the coolness of the damp breeze as it blew past me, making me feel oddly lighter. I was high up in the city of Baguio, where the altitude gives a certain liberation that I do not feel in the streets of Manila. I tilted my head upwards as I tried to catch more of that wind, and a tickling sensation of warmth came to my cheeks as it was touched by the sunlight. I felt my whole being lift at the serenity of that moment. It felt as though time were standing as still as I was. Seconds, which turned to minutes that felt like hours, past. I had to wake up from this daze, but before I pulled myself back to reality, I made a silent prayer to God. I said, "Thank You for giving me a taste of Heaven on Earth."
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