This is a collection of art, poems and stories by Mervi Eskelinen. More will be added, some may be removed.
The playlist was full of win. The rhythm of the music was fast enough and there weren't any slow ballads trumping the steady pace. He could hear his own labored breath and stomping feet through the music.
It was a lovely morning. The sun was shining on his face and he thanked himself for taking the sunglasses. Gentle wind made the air feel fresh yet not too cold.
Today the path felt slightly too soft. New sand had been laid on it the day before. Small sharp pieces of rock flew away under his shoes. Sweaty t-shirt was getting glued on his back.
A young woman with a tiny dog looked at him. Her hair was on a loose bun and face freckled. He kept running, smiling to the frisky thoughts the young woman brought to his mind.