As we finished up our Junior year at Point Loma, Erica and I slipped in a few sessions before the overwhelming week of late nights and hours spent reviewing notes took over our lives.
It really was perfection in a sense. Just her and I sitting and enjoying what little wind swell the Pacific had to offer, all to ourselves.
Happiness.
2 comments:
Ohh! The water looks like oil! So glassy!
So magic. Aren't those the sweetest moments!
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