There are days when we wish we could just run away from life's shits and go to a place where nobody knows who you are. Place where you could have a peace of mind. Place where you can just be you.
We all have our bad days. Times when we feel like no one understands us and we just want to be alone.
The beach?
It’s like it has a magic spell on it because it never fails to calm me. The wind, the sand, the peace it brings. It all makes me feel good inside.
It allows me to think clearly. Everything that bothers me just goes away. It’s like I’m on my own little world and nothing can go wrong. I feel safe. I feel better.
By the way, it all comes as I have had a great talk with my best of friend. We’d talk over a glass of frappe on a Friday afternoon ‘cause we’ve got nothing else to do.
We’d eat each muffin with a cup of coffee, we don’t give a damn about the calories each cake contains. We’d tackle about just everything.
About our past years when we were in High School, and we were meeting shockingly nice male classmates and friends
About the excuses we make to our parents why we couldn’t save anything.
About the fabulously cute skirt we saw on the shop the other day;
About our ex – boyfriends;
About the cute guy sitting next to us;
About what we we’ll do the next days we might have time to have a cup of coffee again;
About me going to school and patiently waiting to have my Diploma; About me not knowing what to do. About us.
I miss the times like this. It’s really wonderful to have a girlfriend who’s always there when you need someone to talk to.
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