Hello there everyone!
It may seems as though sometimes I abhor this little town I live in, however, lately I've been feeling slightly sentimental and nostalgic about leaving it next year for college. Everything I am familar and have become accustomed to will be taken away from me and sometimes I guess that's hard to accept and grasp...
These pictures are a representation of what my favorite day in my town usually consists of. I usually start off a Saturday morning with thrifting at my local Volunteers of America and bring in a delicious Salted Carmel Hot Chocolate to sip on why I shop. Then, I'll go exploring in my downtown district which is my absolute favorite part of my town. Most of my town is considered a 'ghetto,' but the main area of my downtown called the 'carousel district' is like what I've always dreamed a little, old-fashioned town should be like. The buildings have old fashioned signs hanging from their awning and we have a cute retro diner where I like to get ice cream at during the summer months. We also have our very own carousel that has all of the animals hand carved and painted. It's a beautiful spectacle to watch and even more fun to take a ride on. I have such fond memories of having my little sister's birthday parties there years ago... There is also a quaint little antique store that has every bit and bobble you can think of in it. I love to just wander around the old antiques and listen to the sound of my heels clacking on the real wooden floors as I hear soft, classical music playing in the back round. A new little place in my downtown district that I've quickly grown to love is the new coffee shop that opened. It's what a coffee shop should just...look and feel like. Cozy and safe, like a little alcove against the world. They have all sorts of beautiful local art hanging from the walls, and not to mention decadent goodies for me to feast my eyes and stomach on.
I must learn to enjoy all of the sights, sounds, and feelings of my little old town before it's time for me to spread my wings and fly. Because perhaps I'll never quite know what I had until it's gone...
With much love, Lauren.