We are small town. Small town. We are 509 branded. This isn't our first time at the rodeo. We've actually been to a rodeo. State fair. Church camp. Backyard barbecue slip n' slide bonfire inner tubing star-gazing. Our lives are mapped by rivers and mountain ranges. Our futures are shaped by agriculture, where our parents… Continue reading Hometown
Tag: Small Towns
Homesick
In the dark, all freeways look the same. As my eyes moved between the yellow lines of the road to the yellow lights of the oncoming traffic, I could swear I was on the same freeway I've been driving my whole life--the one that leads me home. Driving alone at night in an area I've… Continue reading Homesick
Back to the Source
I'm writing this from my parents' house in Central Washington. I'll blame my location for my late post. It's hard to focus on writing when you escape to a place of such comfort. Where my parents live now is fifteen minutes outside of the town I grew up in. When I return to Central Washington… Continue reading Back to the Source
