It was past 9 pm, and the best friend and I were already halfway through our store-brought breakfast burritos (breakfast food, we believe, can - and should - be served 24/7) when we decided to pack up and go to a beach because we haven't been out of town for the past year. After calling… Continue reading On Spontaneous Spontaneity (I am not lost to the redundancy of this title)
Of perpetual finds 