Sunday, July 13, 2014

Feels Like Home

The ache for home lives in all of us, the safe place where we can go as we are and not be questioned. 
-Maya Angelou

Life is too short to skip out on the scenic routes. I rolled down the windows, I turned my music off, and I just cleared my head. The sticky heat seeped in to my skin and the sweet scent of summer honeysuckles filled my lungs. I was home. 

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