I've spent probably three hours outside today. My family went out to my grandparents farm/ranch to eat barbecued chicken, potato salad, and pie. I, totally out of it, forgot about the time change and woke up late, about ten. Then proceeded to eat a nice bowl of cold oatmeal with peanut butter. We were supposed to have lunch at eleven. Needless to say I wasn't hungry at all. So I just ate later.
In the past, going home has been something very destructive for me. But now, it has turned into something very therapeutic, as I have completely cut all ties with all of my old friends. Today, I spent over an hour in the bed of my grandpa's truck as we drove around and I dumped feed out periodically for our longhorns. I spent a good while brushing a horse that's been around since I was born, and chasing chickens and guineas. I explored the barn for eggs and drank from the hose. Finally, my appetite worked up, and I enjoyed some sweet tea, a chicken leg, and apple pie. When we came home, I went on a run, then went straight to my patio and fell asleep in a lawn chair. This is summer for me. I smell like the outdoors and I feel full of health and vibrancy. I can't get this in Dallas, maybe I don't try hard enough. I can't wait to go swimming and to the beach.
magsexploringherworld