We head back home to what we used to think of as "our normal lives." Time to start that summer job that hardly pays. Time to travel. Time to think about what you really want from life.
I'm glad to be heading back to the country...it's such a blessing. I miss the sounds of the cicadas, the frogs, the toads, the gentle breeze rushing through the long grass and into my room, the tractors in the morning. I miss my cats following me around as I weed the garden, the random honks from friends on the road, walking around barefoot, the sun on my skin.
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