Deep down inside I've always believed that my mind felt most free by the sea. the air, the water, the endless blues. As a kid I would daydream of summer on the coldest days of winter. I would cry in bedroom with the door locked at the end of August, wishing for just one more day with the sand and salt and those friends that made me everything I wanted to be. I was me. The beach isn't about money or things. It's not about how smart you are or how big your house is. Summer meant peanut butter and jelly sandwiches after swim team practice, ice cream after inverse dives off the board, showers with sand on the ground and red sleepy eyes on the drive home. The beach meant everything to the 11 year old me. The beach means everything to my current self.
It's about love. Always about love. So I do what I love & write about that. I share here because I believe every moment, every little thing of each of our lives can mean something.What I love might not mean something to you today, but one day you may think back to a story I told & relate to it. It's in that moment you wont feel alone & you will feel the love. This life is worth sharing for that one simple reason.