Thursday, March 15, 2012
I don't love Florida. It's not my heart's home and I've always felt somehow displaced, being born here.
But I can love parts of it.
It's easy to romanticize the murk and mystery of the mangrove swamps when the weather is still perfect and balmy and the bugs haven't come out in hordes to eat you alive yet. It's easy for me to like Florida - maybe even love, a little bit - in these few short months before summer comes.
Posted by miss mae at 9:37 PM