While your in your cars, I’ll be walking on my own two feet. While you are attached to your phones, I’ll be enjoying the sea. While you pick out your dream house, I’ll be sleeping on a bed of leaves. While you eat processed foods, I’ll be harvesting fresh beans. When you forget what is really real, what is really means to live. I’ll have cherished memories, with long lost friends and family. And no mother nature doesn’t always play out in our favor, but I know at the end of the day, she’s the realest bitch, and she’s always there for me.