Chapter 117 Hungry

• The sweet smell of rain after the sun-filled my nose….. as I slowly stretch my hands out…. Before opening my eyes. 
• I could hear the birds singing from afar, and I knew for sure that they were singing songs of joy to me. 
• The early risers chirping, morning sunbeams peeking through the clouds, birds about their morning rituals, a gentle cool breeze, golden light everywhere, covering natural and man-made creations, full of beauty and magic, filled the entire room with the promise of a new beginning.