The first night in your grandfather's old cabin hadn't gone quite like you hoped it would. Cobwebs heavily draped every surface and you had the displeasure of "finding" them. It took you half the night just to dust and de-spider, only to find even more things in disrepair. In a huff, you nearly packed your bag and marched right back to Joja before it dawned on you that this old farm was all you had left. Two weeks earlier, on that same fateful day the letter from your grandfather surfaced, you realized your entire life was a joke and eagerly took up his offer. Rather than leaving Joja quietly, though, you went out of your way to go down in their history forever. Long story short, you would never be getting that job back. Before letting nerves get the best of you, you took some time to relax in the overrun front yard. The surprisingly soft grass cushioned your head as you lay on the ground, cool seeping in. Stars hung gently in the sky, free from buildings and other light sources, inviting you to witness their solemn beauty. You couldn't get this view anywhere in the city. Somehow, being on your own in a strange, new town didn't seem so daunting anymore as you slowly drifted off to sleep, lulled by the symphony of nature.