On the way back from Woodstock we stayed with family friends of ours at their weekend home in Germantown, NY. This is yet another place that holds dear memories; building giant bird nests with Alanna, climbing down to the train tracks, eating freshly picked strawberries from the backyard, picking fresh onions for dinner that night...
Thinking about childhood memories reminds me that everything is impermanent. My childhood seems like several lifetimes ago. As real as my life seems right now, I know it will be drastically different in 10 years. When I was in High School adults would always advise me to enjoy college as much as I can because it's the last bubble you experience before hitting "The Real World." Well truth be told I already feel prepared to deal with this so called "Real World," and I have several people to thank for that, but in the meantime I want to appreciate what's left of this wave of life as it's still washing over me, because before I know it it'll recede back into the horizon.
xx
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