To be lost in a place so far away, that would make me truely happy. A lush wilderness to protect me, and to call home. A canopy of green leaves to call a roof above me. A blue sky, full of white puffy clouds, which turns into a black void of stars at night. That sky would wake me up in the morning, and put me to rest when its time to go to bed. Why can't I live like that? Without a care or a worry, far from civilization and all of society... Somewhere safe and secluded. Where cricket chirps and frog burps could substute as my very own lullaby. Just the thougt of that life, it uplifts my spirits and makes me wish I could fly.