I keep catching myself staring at the woods thinking,
I grew up in a place like this.
I really really like it.
Why is it that I feel so much more appreciative now?
Maybe I’m becoming sensitive to the noise.
With the extra channels on the tv.
Piles of information tailored to push buttons.
The aisle of cereal.
Default ringtones across the restaurant.
The whir of fans from inflatable holiday lawn decorations.
Yes, I like the woods from time to time, just to shake all that.
As luck would have it, I spent some time there this weekend.