I remember, being young, everything being remarkably immense in my eyes. During the winter months, looking up at a Christmas tree in my living room was like looking up at a mountain. Things aren't really like that anymore, but when I knelt down beside a bush to catch a ladybug resting on its leaf, I got that feeling again. Suddenly, I wasn't in my back yard anymore. I was surrounded by a jungle.
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