we call it “taking the long way.”
paper cups of hot chocolate. mixed tapes. open windows in the summertime, blasting heat in winter. and just a few extra minutes to finish a story, to cry over unrequited love, to commiserate about our parents.
an errand to get a gallon of milk turned into what you really needed all along.
{and here, a really good song about just this sort of thing}.
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reminds me of….meee!
love
I know exactly what you mean. Just beautiful writing! Enjoy your holiday, erin!
And this is when I wish I had a sister. Lovely post.
Have a very Merry Christmas! xx
We call it the "the beach route"…..for all the same reasons!!
oooops, all the same reasons except, insert children for parents… š
sometimes, the long way is the best way. lovely post. thank you for visiting and spending some virtual time with us this year, erin. have a happy holiday & new year! xo, c
This post made me feel very happy and content. Loved it.
lovely post!
xo
seaview!! reminds me of… HOME!
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