the sand almost looked like snow as i rode on the beaches of new smyrna with a friend. our bike tires crunched over the tiny shells and the moon illuminated our path. the wind pushed us forward as we aligned our bodies to the quiet waves rolling into the sand.
i felt that peace that only comes over me when i stop to enjoy simple things like wind blowing through my hair and conversation good friends can have.
this st. patty's was the best ive ever had. instead of vomiting drunk howls like the crowds around me, i actually sat on the sidelines and watched. i saw so many people living life to the fullest in those bars.