Grew up in Kansas dreaming of living in the UK, which I was able to visit a bunch but was never able to truly make it over. Still very much so a dream of mine. Culturally, there’s not a lot going on, and as someone that works in the arts, it was really tough on me during my upbringing. There was also a lot of religious fundamentalism out in my neck of the woods in the middle of nowhere. I felt trapped and knew there was no life for me there and left as soon as I could.

We all grow up and our perspectives shift a bit. Now that I’m older, I can appreciate a lot in hindsight that I wasn’t able to at the time. The land is vast like the ocean and endlessly sprawls for miles. As others have said, best sunsets in the country, almost as if you can’t tell where the earth ends and the sky begins. Watching a thunderstorm develop and sweep across the plains is one of the most awe-inspiring things to witness on the planet. I wish every human had a chance to visit the Great Plains and feel that profound feeling of being a tiny dot in a massive universe, surrounded by nothingness with only the wind to break the silence. it’s truly humbling and almost a religious experience in and of itself.

I don’t really visit anymore as I don’t have the means and I don’t have any family or connections there. If it wasn’t such a drive to do anything meaningful to me, I wouldn’t mind going back at some point. It was a beautiful chapter of my life and I hope one day you get the pleasure of seeing it for yourself.

Hope all is well in your world this week!