sometimes I long for those cobble stone streets, those long highways… the reflections off the bay… dunkin donuts runs for cheap iced coffee… things about the summer that are indescribable yet known by everyone who’s experienced them…drinking cheap wine with feet dangling over the bridge…tall grass and blurry photos… things that make summer there summer. i miss it and wish i wasn’t missing it…
It’s been an amazing vacation, but I’m ready to get back to Newcastle. Its the closest place I have to home now. I miss my cozy little room and my schedule. I miss my friends; my little adopted city. Visiting my friends and spending time in Italy with my mom has been so great, but after a month of jumping around and living out of a suitcase I’m ready to get back. I just want to do my laundry, cook my own food and get a good nights sleep. Happy but tired.
check out my house playlist on youtube for some sick beats… slow burning house and some garage