I loved this girl Andrea ever since she told me the story of how she met her husband. It was three in the morning. There were drum circles. I was screaming at them to shut up. That's how he noticed me. Oh, new friend Andrea, I hate drum circles, too.
Ocean Ghost Walking
Riding with a dog in the back of a truck at through cold evening. One more night, one more fire on the beach, one more ferry ride. One more return to Seattle.
Your heart's on the loose. You're rolling sevens with nothing to lose. -Ryan Bingham