April 14, 2011

Lately I have been craving rural surroundings. The smell of woody smoke, the sight of bare hills and long feather tipped fields; filled with the light of a thousand candles. The feeling of crisp air is searching for my skin and cheeks. The city has begun to make me itch; i feel trapped more than ever before. the road is calling, so i've got to go.

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