Around here, even in the middle of the city, you can still find a little get-a-way and take a stroll among the pines. Lose your thoughts for an hour or so. Kick up some pine needles. Listen to the squawking of swirling crows overhead. Close your eyes, and you'll be taken back in time. The way life use to be. No cells squawking. A silent time. A special time. Your time. You alone with yourself. In a place where time forgot. Soon, you'll return. Enjoy , while you have it. Breathe. * this fleeting zen moment brought to you by Birdman.