i can't wait for the day that i can lock my hair without judgement

and move freely to my favorite spots

i'd travel to the place i fell in love with when i was 17

the swiss alps

where i first saw snow and began my addiction to chocolate

then i'd jet over where it all began

where the sun turns my skin georgia red in the summer

and the sweetest peaches grow

the place that allows me to leave worries at the border

and then i'll eventually return home

because it will always be home

where the palm trees out number the people

and where my heart feels the most full