I made it to the beach, Myrtle Beach, South Carolina a couple of weeks ago. This is the place where I feel most at home, most relaxed, most content. Not necessarily Myrtle Beach, any beach, anywhere. It's been five years and so long overdue and all I can say is...ahhh.
I feel so much better.
This older gentlemen walked the beach everyday, same time every evening. I can think of nothing I'd like better when I'm his age.
Watching the seagull, watching the waves.
The sweetest sister in the entire universe, my sister, Pammy.
This is my, youngest, Sara. She was so pleasant, so easy-going and so much fun for the entire trip. Stevey couldn't make it because she's having her own beach time in Los Angeles while she's interning at Current/Elliott.
My Mom, on the left, and her sister.
This visit ought to hold me over for another year. I'll never let this much time pass between beach trips.
And one day, I will own a little beach cottage. I will.
And this song will constantly be playing in the background.