mist and moss
I'm in a quiet sort of mood, and I am thinking of my home-woods, and how I have a certain dream setting that is heavily inspired by the forests and mountains near where I grew up.
There is a possibility that I'll move to Florida in the next six months or so, less because I want to move to Florida and more because I have friends who want me to move in with them, in Florida. I'm still not sure how I feel about it. On the one hand: friends! and they're buying a house, so, friends, in a house! with a yard! a place for me to live! On the other hand, Florida is very far from home, and I would dearly like to spend time getting re-acquainted with my home town. I would dearly like to stay, instead of visit.
So I guess I am missing my woods a little bit, lately, and also struggling to discern whether going home, and staying, is a step forward, or a step back.
There is a possibility that I'll move to Florida in the next six months or so, less because I want to move to Florida and more because I have friends who want me to move in with them, in Florida. I'm still not sure how I feel about it. On the one hand: friends! and they're buying a house, so, friends, in a house! with a yard! a place for me to live! On the other hand, Florida is very far from home, and I would dearly like to spend time getting re-acquainted with my home town. I would dearly like to stay, instead of visit.
So I guess I am missing my woods a little bit, lately, and also struggling to discern whether going home, and staying, is a step forward, or a step back.