Moss, on the forest floor cushions my shoulders amidst of towering pillars I breathe in the woodland's breath a cool breeze, that scents the palette so refreshingly clear. Let it rain and melt the ****** snow that adornes the cutlery of this green kitchen. Something pleasantly stirs.
When I was a kid, I would sometimes feel a happy jitter in the morning. But I didn't know exactly what for, as it would be another day at the office (school).