Well, the Earth once told me a story, though I didn’t know it at the time, of the rest of my life. I walked down a path in the woods, weaving my way through the trees, breathing in the clean, fresh, earthy air you find only in a forest nowadays. Birds darted among the trees around me, singing their song and hoping to find a mate. Critters shuffled in the underbrush, scampering around as I came through their woods, startling them. As I walked a long, for a moment I felt completely at home. Yes, this is where I belong.