I'm a firm believer that everyone has a place.
Where the air fills your lungs just a little bit fuller and the sun shines a bit brighter on your skin.
A place where your mind is clear, and your heart is full.
The desert is my place.
I grew up in the mountains--a green little valley in Montana.
When I was in the 6th grade, my family moved eastward to the plains. Fields of wheat rolling
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