ten years ago, my mom turned to my dad. lets travel, she said.how do i like it? prety good, seeing as i have felt the frost of the pacific on my fingertips. i have seen gyzers and pools of boiling water at yellowstone. i have parasailed in the atlantic. i have been close to area 51, and seen the large array. i have rode dirtbikes and quads in michigan. i have crossed over the mexican border. i have watched niagra falls and wonderd what is it like to be powerfull. i have put my hand on the bark of the tallest trees and listend to the Quietness of the redwood forest.
here i stand at thirteen. i would not change it for the world. i loved it all and a heck of a lifetime its been.