during my first semester of college my english professor told us that the word "awesome" was used to describe things we admire. he compared the feeling of finally reaching the top of a mountain to be awesome. you're just standing up there, on top of a blanket of green and you can look all around in awe. i have felt this feeling so many times in my life and i can only use one hand to count the number of times where i have been at the top of a mountain. this feeling of awe, of complete admiration and amazement happens to me all day long. you will find me staring off down the road, my head tilted back or my notebook on my lap and i will be accounting for all the beauty i can't help but to find.