When I think of home I think of the woods surrounding it. I think of all the time I spent exploring, all the adventures I went on, all the forts I built. I think of how easy and natural it was for me to spend countless hours in them. Now I barely leave my apartment unless I have to. I still enjoy spending time outside but it isn’t as easy anymore, and it’s going to be even more difficult when I move to New York City. I need to take advantage of having woods nearby while I have the chance.