What a dream it was to steal a couple days of summer in the midst of Nebraska’s roller coaster spring. Returning to work I was asked by several coworkers what I did, to which I replied happily, “Nothing!”
Seriously, catching up with one of my best friends since age five, bare legs, beach time and fresh vegetarian food; who needs to do anything? We stayed in a small hotel close to Manhattan Beach, and divvied our time between said beach and Santa Monica. Again, between fresh freckles, kale salads with every meal and beachy hair, California will always be the most irresistible place. While my camera came along, experiences trumped images, and so there are few quality photographs from the trip. But until I get around to sifting and editing, a couple of iPhone photos will do, because that sun and ocean fog contrast needs to be shared.
This week I am back in my office chair, back in the gym, and trying my best to catch up on grocery shopping and apartment cleaning, when all I want to do is be outside. Oh, adult life..