I think i belong in Oregon.
This is a picture of the beach my friends and i camped on a few weeks ago when we travelled to the west coast from Colorado.
I feel like a piece of my heart was left on that beach and another piece left in the forest we camped in too.
I’ve wanted to go to Oregon my whole life because that’s where my parents said they were going to move when my mom was pregnant with me, but due to unfortunate events, they never made it.
And ever since i visited I’ve felt like that’s where i was supposed to be all along.
I know ill get there eventually.
I’ll have a teacup pig and teach it how to swim too :)