My parents have always told me that I would hate living up in the mountains and driving for 10miles into town each day or whenever I needed supplies, but I drive those roads almost everyday anyways. I am happy in my car and would love to wakeup and pull out on to my favorite asphalt every morning. I would love to make supply runs and be snowed in for days. I want to grow beans and make treats for the animals. I want to lay face down on the forest floor for hours on end, I want bugs in my eyes and berries in my shoes. I want to wake up and hold nice dirt everymorning while I drink my coffee. They don't understand any of this because they don't even realize the teachers I had conditioned me to love worms and algae more than I love money.