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Thursday, April 24th, 2014

The best part of leaving is always the coming home.

A younger me thirsted for infinite rambling and roaming. Now, no matter how much I might be enjoying a trip, I constantly think about going home. Family becomes my magnetic north as soon as I pull out of my driveway, and my compass keeps an unwavering arm pointed in their direction.

Home is where I’m headed after a couple of thoroughly productive days in Nashville.

When I arrived my brain was churning away with song ideas. The gears were squeaky and noisy. Now that those gears have been properly oiled they turn a with a little less friction– a little less sound.

I have a feeling come Monday morning they’ll be loud and creaky again, but for now the sound of departing jets is the loudest thing I can hear.

And man, do they sound sweet.

time: 1:03 pm
date: Thursday, April 24th
place: BNA International Airport
words: 146

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