My latest vacation was to go home, to Virginia, and then to return to my now home, the LowCountry.
The mountains.
Life is Old there.
“Country roads are where your tires kick up gravel and you're scared somebody's coming around the corner.”
Every memory has a road.
Coming and Going
You’ll know yourself there, even if you'd forgotten.
Slow, life is there
“We're all just going to die anyway, so we might as well live.”
The names may fade, but the feelings never do.
You can go home.
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