No Place I'd Rather Be

Made like a clean bandit out of home base to my coz.
Sometimes home is where the heart's at.
Other times the heart is just where a certain someone is.

If you ever get a chance to read the C. S. Lewis' The Four Loves, do.
In the meantime, check out these unedited shots from the week.

Hey del rey, be American 

Fort Clinch 

Springs at Ichetucknee State Park 

Roommates, overexposed

Are we done yet??

Payne's Prairie Park: After viewing Jupiter & its moons

This was good. Not over yet, but still so good.

Music for Your Monday // Everywhere

Can you hear me calling

Out your name

You know that I'm falling

And I don't know what to say

~//~

When you end up doing this once, it can never be undone. Sure, you can get up and keep going, but it doesn't erase the fact that somewhere back there you did fall. Here's to one more week before I'm let out for Nursing school 'spring break.'

Shout out to Fleetwood Mac. Every time.