we walked five whole minutes to the dark edge of town,
took a long look at nothing and turned back around.
Tonight on the drive home, I got really upset for a few minutes.
The most upset I had been all weekend, or for awhile perhaps.
In a split second, I stepped back and analyzed the reasoning,
I had forgotten my camera that weekend.
I immediately smiled.
Lately, the smallest things have a way of making me worried,
and for some reason, that makes me really happy.
my life is coming together,
and nothing is going to hinder the opposing sides.
not anymore.
my roots are thick, and I'm calling this, this outlook, home.
So much love...