sometimes....

When I know I will be waking up early every single day this summer, I start to looong for California.

Golden Hills, family, hikes in lime ridge, going over the bridges at night, sunday night walks after dinner, laying on the grass in the backyard, late night grocery store trips, siblings, parents, my history.

If I go, I might have a hard time making it back.

and sorry I know this is an old song