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i went home from college for the first time over thanksgiving break. i found myself saying "oh my god i missed this" at things i never gave notice to before. how close in proximity everything is to my house. the sushi restaurant down the street. the tacky christmas wreaths that hang from every street lamp downtown. and of course, there were things i had missed from the moment i crossed the louisiana state line. my mother's cooking. my dog. but most of all, the beach. i hadn't realized how often i went or how much i loved it until i started living in new orleans. don't get me wrong, i love it here. it's just... it's not the beach. going back made me realize how genuinely happy i am there. wether i'm reading a book, catching some rays, or splashing in the emerald water, i've never been sad there. that being said, i encourage you to find your own beach. it may be a local coffee shop, the woods, or even your bed. find this place. visit often. don't take it for granted.
documenting the fun years.