Assignment #15: The Journey

       There I was waking up one morning in the cabin I worked for for several months, it was finally finished. It still smells like wood the windows aren't made out of glass is summer time and I the wood is cut like a window but no glass so I can smell the fresh glass and let the birds come and go. My cabin has a kitchen and it's a two story, one little bathroom, my bedroom, a living room and a little kitchen.

     Well now is my very first morning in my very own cabin and I'm going to drink a galss of milk and go look around. After I drink a glass of milk I walk outside, is a huge field in between my cabin and a big mountain. It's so nice to be out here, there's birds flying around, the smell of green it's fabulous and I'm willing to walk all across the field in order to get to that big intresting mountain. The grass in as green as it can be, of course is summer time and grass always looks nice, but there's something about this particulate grass that makes me just want to lay on it and enjoy the fresh small of nature. I need to get to that mountain and forget about the smell and the grass for now. My legs hurt already but I'm about to get to the end of the field and there's no way I'm stopping now. It's so big and it's going to be so hard to climb it.

     Here I am climbing this moutain I want to stop but there's something about this mountain that keeps me trying. There's lots of trees around and the smell is now sweat because I been walking for so long and I'm so tierd. Im close but my legs are shaky and I'm so tierd. I take a little rest, I seat on top of a huge rock next to a tree and think to myself, whay am I really doing all of this I can be inside my cabin eating or resting instead of being all tierd, sweaty and with my legs about to kill me. I dont stop, why? I really don't know but something tells me is going to be worth it. Yes! I'm finally here on top of the base of the large mountain who I was already thinkin it didn't have one. I look down and see all that i had walked and climbed, it was an amazing feeling. I walk towards a huge, kind of sharp rock and seat on it. The fresh air will hit my face and I decide to lay on the rock. As I turn towards the side of the rock I see another smaller rock that for some reason stand out form the others.

     I pick up the rock with both hands. I looked at it carefully and I notice some type of sign, might even be letters. I clean the dirt from the rock and try to read what it says. 幸福  it must be chinese? Japenese? or something but not english or spanish. I keep the rock climb down the mountain and run for about a mile across the field to get to my cabin. I opne one of my Greek books, but can't find the sign. After looking at about ten books, I get to the Japenese language book and start reading it. I finally find the sign 幸福 = Happiness in english. My dream who felt like I was leaving forever ended when I finished reading what the word or sign said.

     If you think about it my dream was a dream of live. A perfect one who seem so woerd at first but I found happiness or at least the sign of the rock. It takes you to built soemthing, run, and climb to find happiness![: