Jul. 6th, 2010

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You can go barefoot in the grass here -- there aren't stickers or cactus.

Every evening sees fireflies across the lawn. I'd forgotten how beautiful they are.

Even when it's hot here, it's not so hot I can't stand it.

I find myself missing the rain, even as I'm happy to see the sun.

There are wild roses here too, and hydrangea, and mint and blackberries.

There are thunderstorms with lightning, and the air smells clean after they pass.

I've been flirted with by two random guys in as many days -- this is, perhaps, a record. I can't explain it and I don't really want to. It's been a long time, though.

I can't go back -- I don't really want to. But I'm tired, I'm lonely after four days of house sitting, and tonight it helps to list the things that make here good. I don't need to look back. I just need to see where I am.

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