Friday, April 4

Tis A Gift To Be Simple

Even though this place is my new home and I love being here, sometimes I just miss home. I miss being in the middle of nowhere. I miss it actually being dark out when I turn off the lights, and I miss the miles I can run without seeing another soul. I miss the trees and forests and my lake. I miss the quiet. I miss looking up at the night sky and being drowned in silence and astounded with how big the world is and how small I am. I'm a middle of nowhere sort of person. And while it may seem simple and dull to some, to me it's simple and perfect. I think the world needs a little more simplicity.