The Lost Generation
We can’t lay on cool grass, pick green blades, count quiet stars. We are the lost generation. Stillness makes us stagnant.
All posts tagged: where you belong
Home: An Ode To Iowa Soil
Home. The word itself sounds comfortable, soft in your mouth. It’s a reminder of how you were raised, where you grew up, the person you were.
On Trying To Figure Out Where You Fit
Displacement: the feeling of not really knowing where you fit. When you’re tied to a place you’ve always known but suddenly feel comfortable somewhere new.