Monday, December 16, 2013

Homesick

It is days like this that make me miss my small town in the mountains.

The air here is terrible.  Inversion has set in and my allergies are going crazy!  I never realized that bad air quality was a thing when I was growing up.  We always had blue skies and clean air.  I miss being able to walk up a dirt road by myself, without worrying about crazy people.

I miss climbing the mountains, soaking in the view, and pondering life.

I miss being able to see all the stars.  I miss sitting on my roof and looking at those stars.

I miss hearing nothing but the sound of the creek in my backyard.

I miss the smell of bonfires; watching the flames flicker was so soothing!

I can't complain too much.  I live in a great place.  But what I hear now are sirens and people and cars.  The city is beautiful, and I am coming to appreciate the lights of the city at night.  But sometimes I just miss the simple beauty of open space and silence.

When I would get upset in my teenage years, I could just hike one of the mountains near my home.  I knew some of those hills so well.  I'd been exploring them since I can remember.  The calm serenity of the wind blowing through the trees, the almost imperceptible sound of my feet hitting the dirt was always soothing.  Being above the town almost made me feel like I could tackle anything.  Breathing in clean, crisp air and feeling my legs burn from the climb always made me feel alive.  And I still miss that sometimes.

Good Song: "I'll Follow You" by Jon McLaughlin


1 comment:

  1. Those inversions are nasty! The air 'tastes' horrible and it hurts your eyes and lungs and... I do not miss that.

    It is nice to live here--I was wishing my toes didn't hurt (I stubbed my baby toe a week ago Saturday) and that I could just go for a walk today. Soon--I could almost walk normally today!

    Good luck.

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