...and I honestly can't believe how time flies sometimes.
Here's a picture that reminded me of the carolinas.
p.s. I want a bike like that. Super chill.
This summer has stirred a lot in this heart of mine. It's hard to spit into words. Consider me mute...or something. At least, just for now.
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Ah the joy of August, the start of nostalgia, which lasts all fall and winter long. It's a happy, hearty month. I'm grateful for all of the yellow, orange, and red coming soon.
Love you!
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