Today I miss the South. The people, the weather, walking barefoot in the grass, fireflies, driving with trees on all sides of me. Some days I just feel like packing my car and driving back to Georgia. One day I will but for now I just think about it. Maybe I just listen to way too much Iron and Wine. Here is my Georgia dedication.
For whatever reason the folk music of Sam Beam makes me think of home. I guess one day I dream of a quiet place to live in the south where I can spend time with my family and listen to folk music and stare off into whatever green scenery is there. This is possibly my dream home. Or as close as I can imagine right now.