I am craving crisp air.
I need the hot sun beating down through the cool atmosphere to warm my sullen body
I long to see those mountainous plains and the low clouds.
I wish so badly to reside in Alaska.
I need so desperately to learn self-reliance, to commit it to memory and to execute it in my life.
Transcendentalism is pulling at my core, and Emerson is reaching into my mind.
I have forgotten the beauty of nature in this desolate concrete world.
I have lost touch of the basis of self-reliance and I have given myself fully to this whirlwind of confusion known as reality.
Now it is time to remind myself.