I love the west coast of Oregon and Washington. It's so green. It's weird to be in a city and yet soo surrounded by forest.
Beautiful and perfect.
I never want to leave <3
And yet tomorrow begins the journey home... home is a loosely translated word. Home for a few more days, then onto a new home. A home of nothing solid, yet everything to come. My future, blank canvas, ready for that first splash of color.
Stuck in motion.
I've been thinking (not seriously) of running away for a year, to just be. Be somewhere. Be someone. Be nowhere. Be noone. The possibilities of this life, truly are limitless. Who says I have to go to college, who says I need to live a certain somewhere?
There is much to be discovered about this beautiful world. God created a breathtaking masterpiece, and I have seen only the most minute portion. I'm yearning for more.
Yearning for less.
Yearning to be content.