The air feels alive. After escaping the musty confines of the plane, I was greeted by crisp January air that, somehow, felt like the middle of spring. After two days of chill, I was pleasantly surprised one morning by the warm rays of a sun that had been hiding for what felt like eons. Basking in that gold light, the beauty of my surroundings struck me as I was introduced to my new home in its pre-spring glory. Bees flitted around, landing on little purple flowers a quarter t

The wooden drum rolled down the hill, enjoying the feeling of the wind against its fibers. Branches brushed past, striking the drum, Creating a melody that resonated with the heartbeat below. Reaching the cliff's edge, the drum paused -- Was the feeling of liftoff worth the plummet to destruction? Resigning itself to the monotony of safety, the barrel froze in place, surveying the sea of lights below. Fibers began to snap and bend as the crate inched its way down the slippery