Thoughts of Home

I generally do not get homesick; I miss people and events, but don't dwell on it. Today, there must have been a little bit of home in the air. The sun was warm (around 90 degrees F), but not too hot, on my way to the gym to run (with my schedule, a rare event lately). I set my iPod on shuffle and took off running. A few songs into the run, one of my favorite Allison Krauss songs came on. All of a sudden I was transported to one of the most spiritual places in the world to me: running across the plains at Boylston outside of Ellensburg. The feeling of home stayed with me for the rest of the afternoon.