Dear Curiosity Journal,

Leaving the land becomes less likable as I linger.

Errands, extracurriculars, and emergencies take evermore emotional effort.

Kissing the ground upon returning from an absence of more than a few hours

What a curious course of character – a quirky country codependency

A sanctuary, a bubble, a wonderland, if you will

Safe, small circle, seniority

A world apart, yet a catalyst of connection

A place, an identity, an extension of myself

A swinger in the trees, a hammock in the breeze

My dearest friends, the birds and the bees

And a flock of sheep huddling around my knees.

Yes please!