love is a place

Rosey + I love going to the coast. The sweet salt air as it bites your ears and fills your chest with a delicate, conscious breath. The seashells hand crafted for millennium by the incessant tumbling of the waves. The definiteness + ethereal-ness of it all. Makes you realize there's not a word for everything. That sometimes only feeling is enough. It's my favorite spot that exists in the world. I think Rosey would say her favorite place is Hawaii... although she's never been. She can be such a dreamer.