Hector spent four hot and sweaty years in the jungles of Ecuador studying the flora and fauna. In his first amazing year, he counted over 40 different species of trees alone. Dangling from a yellow nylon rope forty feet from the ground, Hector was happy. In his element. Once his dissertation was complete, friends and family took Hector to task, telling him privately or at parties or on the check out line that it was time for him to dig in, grow up and assume adult responsibilities. He applied for jobs in agriculture, academics and when all else failed at the local Starbucks. Nothing was clicking. Baffled, he clung tight to the possibility of abundance. If monkeys, macaws and tanagers can simply wait for dinner to arrive courtesy of the life above, why can’t he?