You don't even need a hammock.

If you had to pick a last meal, what would it be?
If you could do one thing before you died, what would you do?
If you wanted to be remembered for one thing, and only one, what would it be?

When you realize how fragile and fleeting life is, you pick out what's important.
It may even surprise you.
Birds singing.
Flowers blooming.
Children laughing.
What is heard when you stop the noise of every day life.

It may have taken me twenty minutes and 70 different combinations but I can sway in a hammock with my butt actually off the ground (yeah, definitely spoiled). There's only a short time that I can enjoy this delicacy. Being so far north, winter comes fast. Also, my tether trunks are trees that grow apples (and we all know the story of how gravity entered our history books). Besides the point. I went out with the intention of napping on a warm spring afternoon. It had to be a perfect 70 degrees with just the right amount of breeze under a canopy of leaves. Sleep did not come to me. I found myself instead listening to all that was happening around me. Birds chattering, people bbq-ing in backyards, families playing Frisbee in the field of grass and children giggling delightfully at the park. I find it amazing how much I take this life for granted. 'Tis truly a beautiful world. It only takes a quiet moment to stir the heart. I am a stranger in a new city, unemployed and definitely not studying for finals. And that's (boredom?) what it took for me to actually stop and listen. It has been there all along.
It is a beautiful world, take a moment to enjoy it. You don't even need a hammock.