The Alchemist - Page 04

"The sun began its departure, as well. The boy watched it through its trajectory for some time, until it was hidden behind the white houses surrounding the plaza. He recalled that when the sun had risen that morning, he was on another continent, still a shepherd with sixty sheep, and looking forward to meeting with a girl. That morning he had known everything that was going to happen to him as he walked through
the familiar fields. But now, as the sun began to set, he was in a different country, a stranger in a strange
land, where he couldn't even speak the language. He was no longer a shepherd, and he had nothing, not even the money to return and start everything over." - The Alchemist - Paulo Coelho