in 3 hours i will be on a plane bound for philly, where i will switch to a plane bound for nashville.
nashville. it seems a million miles away. it doesn’t seem like the place i have called home for three years. it sounds like too much for this small-town girl.
i have spent the week swimming, taking pictures, sitting outside, drinking beer, cooking, and cleaning. it’s like camping, only it’s home.
so in three hours, i will get on a plane.
and my heart will stay here.