A herd of cattle roaming under the wide expanse of a Montana sky is a far cry from throngs of cars honking their way through rush hour traffic in Portland, Oregon. But that was where Emmie Sperandeo once found herself, commuting to and from work twice a day from Monday to Friday. As the symphony of frustrated horns reached a crescendo, Sperandeo had an epiphany.
“This is not what I want to be doing with my life,” she thought.
