Memories.

The kind of memories you make that you hang on to for years and when the perfect moment hits you, you relive them in every feeling and emotion you made them in. Those are the kind of memories I have back in my hometown. Just the feeling of the air takes me back 4 summers ago. I feel every emotion I ever felt and it's like Deja Vu, but I can't remember exactly what made me feel the way I do, I just remember the feeling, and that's okay with me. It's the light/dark color of the sky and the way the air is cool and warm at the same time that reminds me of walks with my best friend, eating popsicles, wearing converse, and venting about the guys we were seeing. Driving down Main Street, staring at the clock above the bank takes me back to all of the nights I drove around with my friends, drinking, and singing along to our favorite songs. The baseball diamond reminds me of all the nights my best friend and went to "swing out" all of our "problems"that, now, seem so trivial. Passing by the coffee shop, any time of day or night, reminds me of all the mornings my mom would go get me a breakfast burrito and my favorite apple juice while I rushed to get ready for school. Every little thing reminds me of something, the best times of my life, to be exact. My friend's driveway reminds me of all the times we sat on his tailgate or sat in his backyard just drinking and hanging out, laughing about everything. My old high school reminds me of all the football and basketball games I stayed out late for. I never realized how much I have in this town. I never realized that besides my dad and my friends, I have years of memories that I'll never forget. They stay with me, wherever I go. It's crazy growing up in a small town, when you're originally from somewhere big. The entire time you're there, you yearn for something bigger and "better". You itch to get out and move on to newer things. But the truth of the matter is, once you're gone, you're made to face that there's really no place like home. It also makes you realize how much harder saying Goodbye is each time you go back and have to leave that place you call home..