Lately I've felt as though my heart strings are pulling me in a westward direction.
Wait...let me rephrase that.
Lately I've felt as though my heart strings are yanking me in a westward direction.
I can't put my finger on the exact reason.
Whether it be because I want many, many things for Q-Tip that living farther west would give her. Or that I am like a fish out of water on the East coast.
I simply can't put my finger on it.
I'm sure it is all of my reasons put together but I can't help but wonder if we lived a little further west...would I even be having these yanking feelings? Or would I be absolutely fine with where we were.
However I will say this...if we lived a little farther west instead of a lot farther west I'm certain that our lives would not involve cows. Or a large chunk of land on a prairie somewhere. Or tractors. Or getting up at the crack of dawn to do the chores.
Hmmm...maybe I need to think about this for a minute. Me and the crack of dawn don't always get along.
Even still...I just can't help myself. The yanking that I am feeling involves all of those things.
It doesn't have much to do with another house in a town that we've never been to, in a state we've never lived in.
It involves a home, on some land, with some cows, in a place that we feel fits us. Or should I say...that we fit in.
Or maybe...it's all because I can't wear my pink boots here without getting stared at like I'm a loony.
I really like pink,
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