I had a dream last night that reminded me of how simple life is really supposed to be. It was just the two of us when we were kids, fishing by the stream, chasing butterflies, and catching fireflies. All of the innocent things that we take for granted when we grow up.
Somewhere deep inside of me I’m craving to live that simple life again. I have been spending a lot of time at my Mom’s lately, and when it comes time to leave I have the hardest time getting in the car and going. The last time I was there I told my Mom how odd I found it that it has taken me 20 years of being gone to get homesick. In this moment I think I’m more homesick for the people, the lifestyle and the quiet than the place.
It’s funny how we don’t appreciate all of the amazing that was our childhood when we were in it. We truly did grow up in a fairytale. Complete with all of the lovable characters that go along with that. While I was in it I couldn’t wait to get away from it. I only ever wanted to live in the city. , now the noise of it keeps me awake at night. From somewhere deep inside I crave the quiet, the simple, the beautiful.
Last night I had a dream of when we were kids. A simple time, a simple place, chasing butterflies and catching fireflies.
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