To me these leaves are a time capsule of my life a year ago, a time reminisced by uncertainty. Covid combined with the feeling of time slipping through my hands had me in a weird place. These leaves became my safe space. I had the same routine everyday: wake up, do online classes, and then spend my evenings hiking through the North Carolina fall foliage illuminated by the golden glow of the setting sun. On these hikes I would find myself reflecting often. As I gathered my thoughts, I simultaneously collected leaves unknowingly creating a bond between the two. When I look at these leaves, I see bits of myself. And I relive memories of these hikes.