April 10, 2011
And then I ended up here. (Taken with Instagram at Pacifica Pier)
When I was a kid whenever I would come home from playing outdoors all day my mom would kiss the top of my head, wrinkle her nose and say, “You smell like the sun,” sending me off to the bathroom to wash up for dinner.
After spending an hour by the ocean today I came home smelling of my childhood and I smiled. Life is good.
