Beautiful country burn again
2025-09-12 permalink
One thing I love about living in California is how I forget that I am in any particular place. It’s neutral. I just am.
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Something I’ve been thinking about lately is how it’s funny how kids, pets, and roommates alike will get excited and run to the door every time someone who lives there comes home.
I’m 30 but whenever I’m staying at my mom’s house and I hear her come home I still excitedly run up to the door, same level of excitement as in childhood. Like an old melody my brain never stopped humming. Footsteps on the stairs sing and I perk up, hear the door unlock, and excitedly run to the door knowing my pack member has safely returned.
