I can remember hearing the leaves on trees rustling in the breeze. The feeling of cool rushing water washing over my feet in the creek. Watching a bird perched on a fence post stretch and dry its wings in an early morning sunbeam. The taste of a drop of rain on the tip of my tongue or drinking from a spring on my hands and knees. Hooting and hollering all summer long. Riding bikes, building forts in the forest, and fishing in ponds. Mom scolding me for missing dinner or ripping a hole in my jeans. Irrelevant to me! Im just a kid living the dream.