Here I am.
I'm at a place where I have always dreamt about.
I'm at a place where I can hear even the slightest rustle of worms moving inside the ground.
I like this peace.
I like the fresh air flavored with never ending freedom.
I like the way I can just stare into the world as long as I can without growing tired.
I like how I can hear birds chirping, leaves rustling in the wind, and the breeze that seemed to touch my face.
Every time someone walks past me the first thing they...