6/19/2016 0 Comments Kentucky SkyThe June heat welcomes me as I exit my sweet grandparent’s home to find some bravery hidden in the Kentucky landscape. I go driving until I find green grass and bright yellow sunflowers growing in a field. I see old abandoned houses and whisper what I think their stories are. I see the farmers on their tractors and follow the height of corn. It's growing well this summer. I turn around and see everything again, but with a new perspective. I see the corn, but it’s a little lower and higher here and there. I see the farmers, but they’re farther away in their fields. I drive back through town until I see the busy street and find my way to the flower shop. I order some pink peonies and think what a silly woman I am. But I also think I'm sophisticated because these flowers are pink peonies (with zero ants!) so I buy the flowers and exchange some hellos and goodbyes with the people working in the shop. And then I drive to go see the sunset, right over that burger joint on the edge of town. I grab some spare change and I park and watch as the day ends, but with so much triumph. The way the blue and red, orange and yellow and pink all war against one another, making me believe tomorrow will come with other sweet adventures, too. With books and people and milkshakes and cornfields and one perfect sunset. I just have to find them hidden in tomorrow.
I would have never done this before. The fear of everything got in the way, or the weight of it all. Life, too hard at times, but now it comes to me free and I excuse my excuses and use the freedom to find people and images and summer skies, hoping everyday can be an overwhelmingly good day like this one. Like days where everything comes together. Like days where I can figure out who I am and where I'd like to go. Written by Rachel
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