take me away from all that i am.

it's turning out to be a week, with a capital w. i'm really busy with all kinds of projects and feeling a little stressed and a little wanderlusty on top of it all. do you ever have those moments where you just kind of want to drop everything, move far away, and get away from yourself--and everything you know--for a little bit? that's sounding kind of good to me right now. san francisco. new york. paris. my grandparents' front porch, 10 years ago, watching fireflies dance in the warm summer air. i'm not an escapist, i swear--i just feel like i need something different, and i'm not quite sure what it is.

ever have moments like that? (say yes.)

{ photo via hither and thither, one of my new faves. }