An Old Home for Me

1 September 2010

Here is a photo from when I visited my parents house this past weekend. I used to love living up in the mountains so I could play in the forests and go hiking, I hated it because of how far everything was from home. Now that I have grown up, its a great escape to read and get away from the heat. And it will always be home to me.

Full essay hopefully coming next week after my holiday to Nashville!


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