Category: 2011 — 4.1 (Fall)

My life revolves around nature and the feel of dirt between my hands, while the sun dances on my shoulders. An activist at heart, loyal, and independent; my road is full of many twists and turns. Each path is laden with stones and flowered with brilliant daisies. Stones that hurt and stones that soothe, and daisies that greet and daisies that smirk. The path becomes clearer the further I walk, and with well-trodden feet, my day begins anew.

My life revolves around nature and the feel of dirt between my hands, while the sun dances on my shoulders. An activist at heart, loyal, and independent; my road is full of many twists and turns. Each path is laden with stones and flowered with brilliant daisies. Stones that hurt and stones that soothe, and daisies that greet and daisies that smirk. The path becomes clearer the further I walk, and with well-trodden feet, my day begins anew.