Fantasies of escape.
What a beautiful weekend!
It'll get better. But it's gonna hurt first.
One side to the other.
Four times, seven days: it's beach season.
Sometimes , I think about leaving SoCal. Then a Sunday like this happens, and it brings me to my senses.
Thinking of Donnie Darko
"Wanna take a walk?""Okay, where to?" "You'll see."
After it with all I've got...