I have always believed in running away to the west coast. I think days are best spent playing on the beach, soaking up Vitamin D, catching waves. Things just seem right on days like this.
July flew by, and August is doing the same. I am trying to slow down and hold onto the last beautiful strings of summer that remain. This is easier said than done, as most things are. For now, I will enjoy reminiscing my days in California and a little cup of tea before bed.
"And at the end of the day, your feet should be dirty, your hair messy and your eyes sparkling."