DECEMBER. i hated the soft sand in my toes, but i loved the heat on my face. i enjoyed a much needed nap and was pleasantly awakened with the sound of rolling waves. dear beach, i missed your tranquility. 
his freckles like sand. 
danny. he is somewhat awesome. can't ya tell?
im back home in utah. and as much as i love my family, the beach, the sweet california sun—i'm where i belong here, snugged against the mountains.
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Back to the bubble. And that's ok so long as you remember it's a bubble.
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