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Its an idea. Gnawing somewhere behind your eyes, barely scratching the surface, perhaps this isn't as good as it gets. There temperature controlled boxes, the well manicured lawns. Could there be another world out there? One where you are free. Free to run, to jump, to climb, to swim, fall, taste, splash. The wind at your back, and the ground at your feet. Where your instinct is your roadmap. And the trees are your friends. Where every day is another bend in the path. Around every corner, every peak, every tree rock and leaf. Yes. The more you think about it the more it seems possible. Life is not a figment of your imagination. It is a living, breathing experience. A feast to be relished with all your senses - to be touched, held, sniffed, tasted. to be discovered. And the truth, the only one keeping you from it is you