(I needed a change of scenery. Thank you Hoodlebug Trail.)
I want to curl up in the small earthy places of the world. They happen under pine tree hideouts all full of soft needles. There the warm cushion of silence, singular to evergreens, can soothe all anxieties. I want to get lost in the plastic bagged sandwiches, orange soda, and fanny packs of the past. Crushed mint leaves and rain water in a cup. Tree sap darkening my hands.
Can't wait for the summer sun. :)
-make your(life)self-
1 comment:
Beautiful.
This reminds me of elementary school days. Of being a kid. Of endless summers. Of growing up but not really noticing it until it's too late.
"The world is a playground. We knew that as a kid. But somewhere along the line we forgot that."
-Zooey Deschannel in "Yes Man"
"We were perfect when we started, I've been wondering where we've gone."
-"A Murder of One" by Counting Crows
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