When Megan and I started our hike in early April we were immersed into shades of brown. Brown, leafless trees; dead brown leaves on the ground, and dirt. But as the days and weeks melted away, tiny wildflowers began to push through the dead leaves on the forest floor, flowering trees began to bloom and form leaf buds, and before we knew it, the dead brown forest was alive and colorful.
I find myself loving life and what it has to offer. Boredom is far from reality. What a privilege it is to live in a country where I am free to travel, free to live where I want for as long as I desire, free to dream, free to achieve those dreams.
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