I feel the color of the world I inhabit grow bright with summer. It is overwhelming, and I claw at the concrete with my heels on the way to work each morning, hoping that one day I will succeed in digging a hole big enough to escape through. The glittering gems underground will light the way to my true home.
I am called by the deep blue of the up north rivers and lakes. The swells and sighs of water without end. It’s time to go... 2 more weeks until i see lake huron again.