It’s hard to believe that another month has passed. And not just any month, but September.
It’s all being held. The puddle with no definition of edges and shape is being contained within the binding together of people.
Saturday I took a bath, shaved my legs and armpits, and then showered to make sure I was extra clean.
Do you ever feel like life is a movie? I do.
Dear Future Self...
...I hate that as a first line. Let me try again.
The beach has been crowded the past few days. When I say "crowded", I don't mean Southern California beaches crowded.