Daydreaming

[masterp44]

I was just responding to some e-mails when i thought of going home. Whenever i drive home and no matter where i have been (all over the world) i always start to feel home when i round the corner by tripoli road on 93 north. Off in the distance you can see Franconia notch. I start to get a tingle down my back. You can feel the tempature drop a few degrees and you can smell the fresh air and the moisture of the green trees. It is usually shady because the mountains are steep on both sides of highway. In the winter the snow capped mountains are pure white and in the summer or spring the mountains are green and full. I not only see it and smell it, i feel it. I feel like a salmon returning to the place of its birth. When i actually pass Artis bluff i know i am home. The cliffs open up to the most beautiful valley in the world, Franconia Valley. I feel safe. I feel like i am where i am supposed to be. There is no place like home.

*singing*
"...I'm getting closer to my home. I'm getting closer to my home..."
-Grand Funk-