Iowa, I'm looking forward to being cradled in your arms in just a handful of days. I can't wait to tuck myself away on the acreage, sit on the cabin porch. I'm ready for horseback riding and searching for farm kittens. I'm ready for late night beers with friends, parked somewhere off a dirt road, and seeing stars that I haven't seen in ages. I'm ready for the quiet. I'm ready for the sweet corn, my Mom's garden cucumbers and tomatoes. I'm ready to wake to church bells. I'm ready to see my girls. I'm ready to see my Grandma. I'm ready for the distance, between there and Chicago, the distance I need for a moment. I'm ready.

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