homesick

Sometimes I miss Kansas City. Like when a friend is visiting there and she has taken gorgeous sunrise pictures.

I think maybe, someday, I would like to move back there. Maybe see if my school will take me back. I want to move back and experience KC on my own, standing on my own two feet in my handmade red shoes, seeing clearly and standing what I see.

And living in those beautiful apartments across from the Downtown library.

Someday.