Do you ever just have the urge to run away from the hustle and bustle of the city? I do.
I lived in the middle of Nowhere, SC for seven months last year. At the end of my stint, I couldn’t wait to get back home where I was near four Publix grocery stores within five square miles.
Fast forward six more months and I can’t wait to get back there. I can’t wait to sit in a white rocking chair on the porch of an all white Southern plantation home while staring at the corn field across the street. (With a glass of wine in hand, of course)
I can’t wait to eat back straps and fresh deer meat. I can’t wait for dirt roads and rows of planted pines.
I’m yearning for the fresh air and swamp buggy rides. Oh, and fresh farm eggs!
I’ve always been a city girl but every now and then I want space. I never thought I would miss it but I do. I just miss the opportunity to just be still in this crazy world we live in.
So, tomorrow I leave for a couple of days in the country and I can’t get out of town fast enough. (I’ve been packed for 2 days already)
Cheers to Southern living!