Local.

As I stand on the edge of the bay

Looking at the sand

The water

The cities surrounding me.

The life

The cat tails dancing in the wind.

The cars passing on every bridge

I realized.

Realized this is what made me.

This is what strives in my blood

Feeds my soul.

As I watched every memory surround me

Every season remain in ways the same

As I stand on the edge of the bay

Looking at these towns

This WORLD that is different from the rest

The sun looks different here

Everything is a different color

But beautiful in every secret hiding spot we created

I will always come back to the center of my life

That place I consider a limbo that no one escapes.