I woke up at six thirty in a small MOUNTAIN town.

I looked outside and saw an eagle flying above the mountains.

The view was LITERALLY incredible.

I thought to myself,

“I THINK THIS is one of the coolest places in the world.”

I walked through the town and stopped at a small coffee shop.

The woman working there smiled and said,

“Good morning. Are you visiting these mountains for the first time?”

I said,

“Yes. I thought I would stay for two days, but now I think I might stay longer.”

She LAUGHED and said,

“Those are usually the first words VISITORS say.”

A few minutes later, an older man sat next to me.

He started showing me the yarn he uses to KNIT.

He explained for so long that I started to yawn.

When someone talks about YARN I YAWN.