Location Taken: St. John’s, Newfoundland
Time Taken: July 2012
Is it possible to be homesick for a place you’ve never called home?
Can you yearn for long summer days in a land you’ve not spent even a week?
Hear the call of a city you’ve seen on but one day?
If it is, that is what I feel.
So I sit, and I listen to the only radio station I’ve ever fully enjoyed what they play, hunger for the taste of a place I’ve eaten in just once, and look up information on a park I only drove past.
And wish that it was in the country that claims me, so I could claim it easily.
