"SOMETIMES I MISS THE STARS"
It's easy to overlook beauty hidden in the forgotten nooks & crannies of small rural towns. While driving through it's easy to miss them entirely. I'm guilty of this like most, but recently while driving across the plains of Kansas, I paused. Vintage typography, remaining artifacts from previous inhabitants, the way the light dances across abandoned businesses. The silence. The simplicity of the lives that remain. It can be beautiful if you just stop and look.
I am sunflower born but have since moved away. Left for shinier cities, taller buildings and a quicker lifestyle – and most of the time I love it. But sometimes I miss the stars, sometimes I miss the silence.