I make coffee. I try to go fishing when I get the chance. I have a plant named “teddy”. I mist him daily. He is next to my pillow so I can smell his soil. I also roast green coffee beans so they can be ground and steeped in water to make a delightful beverage. When I want to relax, I make myself a vanilla milk, commonly called a “steamer”, and I roll back into a dream of late day sun and strong dry wind weaving in and out of prairie grasses, cooling my skin.