Sunday January 22nd. Prior to Sunday I hadn't been to the North Shore since August and hadn't had a proper North Shore Sunday since July. It feels so good to get out of the city and let my hand fly out the car window. Sometimes Honolulu feels too tight, like everything is smashed right up next to me and I can't move. It feels like everything is more difficult than it should be, a little bit like the kind of dream where you try to run but you are just so slow. The country cures this.
Cherry, raspberry with watermelon and cherry, pineapple with watermelon
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