What I Miss About Montreat
By the time you read this, I’ll be on the road again. On the way to Florence, South Carolina for a night with my parents, en route to a presentation in Myrtle Beach on Friday. All that means is I’m already missing Montreat.
I miss my culinary failures and the excuse to eat popcorn and cereal every meal.
I miss sitting here.
And looking at this to relieve my eyeballs from the strain of a computer screen.
I miss wondering whether I’m going to ram my car into the side of this gate every time I take a trip to town and back.
I miss getting night crawlers with my milk, because really? Who DOESN’T want night crawlers with their milk???
I miss simple dinners on the porch while I listen to the whistle of a train.
But mostly, I miss sheer creation. A draft is complete, and by the time you read this, I’ll be revising. I promise I’ll bathe and wash my hair, too.
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