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Its an amazing thing to be able to wake up in the morning and see the sun rise over the massive mountains surounding Provo Valley. The warm colors lighting up my eyes as a welcome to the day. To see the reflection of the white tops of snow that gleam with beauty. The smell of snow in the air and the warmth of the fireplace. The lower levels of fall still notable on the base of the rocks. Reds, oranges, yellows, and browns. The most colorfull experience of the day. No matter how beautiful this land is, it still doesnt match the gorgeous greens of Georgia. The place that my heart belongs. The wonderful space of my grandparents 1,500 acre farm. During the spring, theres nothing like the squirls and rabbits and birds that frawlic about with there joyish lives. The yellow flowers, the orange and red barries. Sweet Georgia Peaches. baby I miss you. Ill be home soon. Its fun here too dont get me wrong. The place is littered with ducks. lol there awesome. I found two kitten chasing them down by the mountain river. lol it was funny. There people friendly they sleep in the apratments courtyards. You can feed them cereal. I feed them Marshmellow mateys. :) they eat out of my hand. and if you fast and lucky you can quickly pet one before they run away. But soon return for more food. One is named sammy. i gave him that ame. Its funny, hes the one you can sometimes pet. But he ONLY eats the NONmarshmellow cereal peaces. Wont even bite the marshmellows. funny how he can tell. hes cool. But yes. I shall be comming home soon. and then off on my next adventure. I can never call myself a man untill i fulfill my promises to God. So much is going on here for me. Its great. But my heart belongs in the hands of those who need me most. Not those who dont need help. My heart desires to see smile son peoples faces, and to relieve them of there pain and suffering. To uplift ther film of dirt and to uncover the life they can turely have. Thats my hears desire.And it is leading me back home.