Jun 08, 2007 12:05
I miss the rain, the tall trees, the forest. I miss the beach and the waves. I miss the golden gate and the bunkers. I miss the runs, the freedoms, i miss being close to God. I miss the people, the cafes and random places. I miss the lakes and rivers. I miss the sitting out looking at stars. I miss the cold and the outdoor schools. I miss the farmers market and the fair. I miss the one person that can talk me out of doing anything. I miss my support system and my friend. I miss my grandmas food and sitting in a big chair with my grandpa. I miss the closeness of our town and the people on the streets that wave. I miss the place where i felt at home.
there is my little thing.