I think that I really woke up from my daydreams- fell in love with the world around me- somewhere between watching the sun rise over the ocean in Capetown as surfers leisurely carried their boards across the sand and bungee jumping off the thin bridge that hung just past Victoria Falls. Staring down at your feet and finding nothing below for three hundred feet is a good wake-up call, even for someone who's been living in the clouds their whole life.

I love this world.