Have you ever been inside so long that you’ve almost forgotten what it feels like to feel the warmth of the sun on your skin?  To hear the sound of birds singing?  To smell the dirty comforting scent of grass?  Well, that’s how I was last week during my switch from evening shift to day shift. While sitting at the picnic table and drinking my coffee, I heard a plane fly over head and I instinctively looked up.  I watched as the plane flew out of sight and as it disappeared, I noticed that I had been just a wee bit tense.  I also noticed that a group of students…