I should be in Scotland

The name is enough. Scotland…

I almost start to cry.I should be in Scotland. I should trust hills and their heather, not these flowers singing of an endless and useless summer.

I should be in Scotland and breathe my freedom, as I can. As we can. I should trust the warm sun and even remember snow. I should listen to seagulls and pretend to love the whole world.

I should be in Scotland and you should be with me.