I swear I’m going to be her one day
This is what my holidays looked like as a kid. We’d always rent a place on the Gulf Coast- the most quiet, empty places we could find. No tourist shops, no fancy restaurants, no people trying to sell you anything on the beaches. Just miles of sand. My parents had what was probably and unhealthy amount of trust in my siblings and I. We’d wake up early and go out to the beach alone, dig forts in the sand, fish, walk for miles to collect shells, race each other out to the sandbar, dare each other out farther and farther into the surf.
Looking at this is making my body ache. I want it so badly.
“We’re all curious about what might hurt us.”
-Federico García Lorca