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every soul. every beautiful soul. thinks they know what that perfect day looks like. and a lot of them would disagree with the other.

slamming that door and slapping down the sidewalk in your new flipflops. that burning dock full of wet bodies & beach towels your only focus.

soft snow falling & that big white pottery mug filled to the brim with that steamy latte. your juicy feather pen scrawling fantasy onto that creamy paper.

dirt splashed up tanned legs. nike's soaked through and the long dirt road beckoning you. jogging spring around the corner.

like a airplane taking u over the clouds

a small child's shy grin

white linen blowing soft

that tangled hair.

that long stretch of sand

kombucha

brown eyes beautiful