The greatest wonders of all are sitting just outside of our windows.

I like to look outside the window when something important is going on inside. I hate to listen when it is beautiful in nature. I could care less about the trivial points of education, I can learn them during winter. I want to learn about how the grass grows just soft enough for me to lay upon it. I want to learn about how the sky gets to be so open. I want to learn about the smell of the wind because it is my favorite perfume. This should be my education and nothing else. Or, if I must learn the archaic footnotes of society, let me learn them in the sun. For words look much more beautiful when they are framed by golden beams. I want to sit in an open field during days like these, not in a desk. The desk feels much smaller than normal, comparable to shackles. Yet, I am still stuck in this class, looking out the window. It is a bittersweet sort of thing, something that is almost too much to bear. But, class is finally over and I can leave. I am out of the door and I feel free for the first time today.