There's certain charm in a place you grew up in.
A place you go every summer.
A place with friends you see every year.
Outside. Away from cell phones, internet, and cable T.V.
A place to wind down. To not have to worry about work, or school, or anything at all.
And sometimes I forget how much I love it.
You may not see the charm.
But I do.
Because I grew up there.
1 comment:
So stoked.
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