I miss my hometown
When ever life starts to get a bit bumpy, I start to miss my hometown tremendously. The sweet smell of pine trees, starry night sky, the sound of crickets, and just the fresh air that clears my head the way nothing else can. Living in the city for me is mearly out of convience and nothing more, its not long term by no means. For now I have to be ok with just starting longingly at photos…here is one of my favorites.