Final days. I loved this summer, I truly did. It was quiet, much-needed refocusing, and despite its occasional hiccups, it allowed me the time to center myself. But the doubts are creeping in once again—I was reviewing my schedule online—is this class a good choice? is it challenging enough? do i really want this for my major? what should i major in? will i have time for this? Old habits, I suppose.
I took a walk last night for some field recordings, and behold, I came across a house where Country Roads was playing out in the backyard—
I hear her voice
In the mornin’ hour she calls me
The radio reminds me of my home far away
And drivin’ down the road I get a feelin’
That I should have been home yesterday, yesterday
It felt like a scene out of Whisper of the Heart. I will miss this place, again.