Was thinking
about the ocean alot
today. Thought
about our
first and
only ever
camping trip to
fort bragg.
Laying on
the beach with
you. Climbing
rocks with you. Holding
little
crabs. Whats crazy
is how we
never actually ate
sushi on
the beach;
I guess its
crazy because
we were such
beach bums
thats where
anyone could
always find
us. I guess
Im wondering
if you can
still imagine
our beach
house somewhere in
the future.
My painting
room. All the
big windows;
big flowy curtains.
Chasing eachother
around the house
in big
tshirts and sliding
around like
crazy because
were in socks
on hardwood floors.
