After the event ended I began to fidget. Aimless, I would rather curl up in bed, doing nothing, than be ambitious.
He sensed my restlessness and maybe it rubbed off on him too. Or maybe we were just synchronized like that. We both wanted to get away. Dig our feet into sand and forget the shape of sky scrapers, if only for a few days.
Coachella next week, and then Puerto Rico.
He sensed my restlessness and maybe it rubbed off on him too. Or maybe we were just synchronized like that. We both wanted to get away. Dig our feet into sand and forget the shape of sky scrapers, if only for a few days.
Coachella next week, and then Puerto Rico.
2 comments:
you're so lucky! i'm jealous. have fun!!
This is wonderful.
I'm green with envy.
Enjoy yourself, darling.
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