i've never felt
more at home than with two hundred-foot cliff faces beneath my
feet and leagues of ocean before me. i've never felt more at
home than looking out over a sunset on top of a mountain, with
the smell of pine filling my lungs. i've never felt more at
home than with the tide lapping closer and closer with every
minute, while crabs scuttled at my feet. i've never felt more
at home than when i wasn't home. and i've never been
happier, than with the world before me.