Sparks....Amber

I've been groaning about my homework for about 5 hours now. Still not much has been done. I talked to an old friend who just came back from Ndola, Zambia and who is planning on going back this year sometime. Bah. so jealous...i must admit.
But all of a sudden a song came on that brought me back to a place where I felt feelings that I wanted to feel. Like in reality...do I want to struggle with homework and studying for the rest of my life? no. Do I want to live at my home in Stonewall for the remainer of my years on earth? no. Do I have to remember why all of these things are worth it? yes. But sometimes a song, or a picture or a smell will bring me back to moments or places where my heart was at home. This picture is one of those pictures where I remember exactly how I was feeling when that picture was taken.
I know that nothing will ever be perfect; but I just want to be in the place that is closest to my heart until I die.