Fast Movements.

I want to wake up on the Gold Coast, or maybe ankle deep in sand in Costa Rica. I just need to get out of here for a hot minute. Just long enough to listen to the voice in my head and think some things through. Life moves too fast. Some days you wake up wondering how you got to where you are now and where this path you’ve found yourself on leads to…

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I wouldn’t mind living here for a while, on the water’s edge…