Behind the hum and routine of daily living, there lay a persistent and wild longing for something she could not easily put into words. It felt like Impulsive Adventures and Watching the Sun rise over unfamiliar mountains. Coffee in a Street Cafe set to the background music of a foreign language. It was the Smell of the Ocean, with dizzying Seagulls whirling in a Cobalt sky. Exotic food and Strange Faces, in a City where no one new her. She wanted Secrets whispered at Midnight and Road Trip without a Map. But most of all she ached to get relieved of all the mysteries that made her feel like a leaf of an Autumn Tree.