Summertime.

"I never dared to be radical when young for fear it would make me conservative when old."
- Robert Frost

Today was a beautiful day in Columbus. Perfect weather. It made me kinda homesick. Yesterday was my mom's birthday and tomorrow is my parent's 24th anniversary. I would love to be home with them right now, frolicking in the country and enjoying all the green that summer has to offer. The things I loved about summertime during my childhood are distant. Sidewalk chalk, watching my dad mow the lawn, smelling the grass on him when he'd come in for dinner.

Sometimes the city is lovely, but it seems as if I'm walled off from the real world by tall buildings. In a box of sorts. City blocks. I shouldn't complain, it's home for now.