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takethisforexampleI love when I listen to music and it brings me back to a specific place or memory. The other night I was listening to Lonerism (one of my favorite albums) and it took me right back to the top bunk of that cabin at a Girl Scout camp in Ohio, where I listened to it for the first time. It's such a pronounced and clearly defined memory. I was wearing my Gilly Hicks pink sleepwear and laying on top of my bedding because it was hot. For the rest of that trip I was infatuated with that album, and I still am, but nothing beats that feeling when you first discover some of your favorite music.
When I think about my time in Ohio, I am convinced it was magical. Being far from home makes me feel both completely independent and out of control at the same time, and that's why I like it. In Ohio, all I had to do was take my time and immerse myself in the beauty of Kelley's Island. I wish I could go back and just indulge myself in freshwater research and monarch tagging all over again. I'd do that year after year if I could. I've gone on a few of those Girl Scout hosted trips before, and I somehow always seem to forget the people I met. But I remember what I learned, and my individual interactions with nature while I was there. And also the music I listened to. When I listen to "Music To Walk Home By" I really feel like I'm back in the place where I first listened to it.
I want to do a lot of travelling in my life, and I have done a bit already. I've seen more of this country than most I'd say, from Maine to Florida to Washington to Arizona and a significant area of what is in between. This country has remarkable natural beauty and strange, diverse cities. I want to see much more of it before I die, but I also want to get the fuck out of America and see everything else, too. I wonder what amazing places I'll have been to 20 years from now. I will gladly live in a small house and put money aside just to be able to travel. And maybe one day, I won't live here. The idea is so tempting I don't know what to do with it. To think that people live and die in the same stupid suburb they were born in is so confusing to me. I will definitely make sure that will not be happening to me.
When I think about my time in Ohio, I am convinced it was magical. Being far from home makes me feel both completely independent and out of control at the same time, and that's why I like it. In Ohio, all I had to do was take my time and immerse myself in the beauty of Kelley's Island. I wish I could go back and just indulge myself in freshwater research and monarch tagging all over again. I'd do that year after year if I could. I've gone on a few of those Girl Scout hosted trips before, and I somehow always seem to forget the people I met. But I remember what I learned, and my individual interactions with nature while I was there. And also the music I listened to. When I listen to "Music To Walk Home By" I really feel like I'm back in the place where I first listened to it.
I want to do a lot of travelling in my life, and I have done a bit already. I've seen more of this country than most I'd say, from Maine to Florida to Washington to Arizona and a significant area of what is in between. This country has remarkable natural beauty and strange, diverse cities. I want to see much more of it before I die, but I also want to get the fuck out of America and see everything else, too. I wonder what amazing places I'll have been to 20 years from now. I will gladly live in a small house and put money aside just to be able to travel. And maybe one day, I won't live here. The idea is so tempting I don't know what to do with it. To think that people live and die in the same stupid suburb they were born in is so confusing to me. I will definitely make sure that will not be happening to me.
