“Taxi!” I wave my arms down trying to flag a taxi cab down, but unfortunately at this time of night most of them are not in service. Lucky me. I really need to leave work earlier from now on since it’s getting dark quicker. Thank you time change! I wrap my jacket closer to me, walking briskly in the direction of my apartment. The cool, night air blows against my neck, but the chill stays long afte...

Where am I? My head is always spinning…trying to figure out where I belong. Is it in the mountains where the cool, clean air of the plateaus in spring cleanse my soul? Is it down below the high level of thousands where the water goes on for miles? Maybe it’s where the trees, rivers, and hills cover every aspect of land the eye can see. Maybe it’s no where but everywhere, seeing all there is to see...