I tend to visualize my family and friends strewn across the states
See their existence as little lights on a foggy and massive unknown
Sure, there are days I feel other lands are more of the same
Yet it’s all so far
So I see this board with drafted edges
Landmarks, ideas of what is there
An amalgamation of what I’ve seen and what might be out there
Sometimes it looks hand drawn and others are just images of the trees they have
Or the feeling of hot dry air
Humid breeze and waves
Or the still starry night of the north woods
It feels a little less massive
Knowing they’re there, and
Maybe
Well, I feel
It’s not just an idea from my head
Like I really feel them, and they feel me too
Across the distance