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This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at USF chapter.

I grab an apple and sit outside. I hear the lizards rustling through the bushes and the birds chirping. After a while I finally feel the heat from the sun. The layer of A/C has finally melted off of my skin. I know the longer I hear the sound of my thoughts yelling at me, it’s muffled by the wind hitting the trees. The sound of my first bite breaks the silence. Now all I can focus on is the jingle of a dog collar and the buzzing of a bee. I lay down and begin to see neurons in the trees. 

I don’t want to go back to the sound of fingers typing, the smell of germ-x and textbooks, or the feeling of A/C touching my skin. To see the colorful flowers and birds and not the tiny black letters on my computer screen. The sweet taste of the apple begins to leave my taste buds as the wind wafts the smell of mint leaves to my nose. It’s overpowering and my body goes on autopilot. The thoughts that were once muffled are becoming clearer and louder. 

My brain is remembering the mint from my gum that I always have in hopes that it will help me memorize those tiny black letters. 

I begin to think about all the things I have to do, the emails I have to send, theories I have to memorize, applications I have to start… 

The wind can no longer silence my thoughts and the A/C begins to freeze the warmth of the sun. Goosebumps begin to form, and my stomach begins to hurt as I remember the test I was studying for 10 minutes ago. 

The neurons in the trees are now dendrites and axons in black ink. 

For 10 minutes I was at peace with nature’s kisses.  

Hi! I'm a junior with a psych major and a nutrition minor. I love to travel and meet new people. Feel free to follow me on instagram! @gabyytovarr