I smile and we swim back to the shore. I dry off with one off the towels and pull my wet hair back. I slip on my ypshorts and tank top and put my sun glasses on.
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart -Winnie the Pooh
I begin to wonder... and soon realize that I don't remember how old I am, and that my parents never handed over my ID. Looking at the waiter, I order a coke and look out at the ocean afterwards.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I tell the neophyte: Write a million words–the absolute best you can write, then throw it all away and bravely turn your back on what you have written. At that point, you’re ready to begin. — David Eddings