this morning #1994.

this morning, as the sun slowly rose over the ocean, we were chilling on the beach. had the whole coast to ourselves. two acquaintances who’d finally wised up & were now at peace. savoring these tranquil hours laid out on a ratty ol’ blanket. light breeze. at ease. holding one another tight. wiped out after an exciting night out on the town but still vibing & trying to keep the magic alive for as long as possible. her stomach growled & mine did the same so i grabbed some pretzels & water out of my bag & we snacked as the sun kept rising. all i kept thinking was that love is built on scenes like these. profound with a side of cheese. hoped this wasn’t a one-off. told her as much. tried not to judge the way she said “same.”