I haven't been home in 9 months. Yes, I still consider Maine home and yes this is the longest I've ever gone without going home.
I pretty much could just rewrite this post from two years ago word for word - it really sums up all the emotions coursing through my brain right now.
Mostly I'm excited for all the activities. Kayaking, sailing, tennis - the smell of the amazing fresh ocean air and being outside in the best state ever... oh man, get me there now!
|Sailing with my dad off of Ferry Beach in Scarborough, ME|
|Kayaking with my brother in our backyard. Yes, that is literally our backyard.|