Yesterday, I went to the beach with my partner, a book, and a few cans of Chenin Blanc. It was warm enough to swim in the ocean, which means summer is here, and we held hands in the waves. He swam out further, braver than I am, more inured to the cold. The beach was crowded, but I felt so happy to see other people enjoying themselves. Like, we were all living in this moment together, and the sun was shining, and sea lions were barking near the pier, and everything wasn’t completely terrible.
making waves.
making waves.
making waves.
Yesterday, I went to the beach with my partner, a book, and a few cans of Chenin Blanc. It was warm enough to swim in the ocean, which means summer is here, and we held hands in the waves. He swam out further, braver than I am, more inured to the cold. The beach was crowded, but I felt so happy to see other people enjoying themselves. Like, we were all living in this moment together, and the sun was shining, and sea lions were barking near the pier, and everything wasn’t completely terrible.