A poem from the week of January 15
I miss living near old best friends. And I miss being 27. ❤️
Oooh. I feel both of these misses.
Ahh, the ignorance and bliss of being 20 something...
I squinted and you’re right! My best friend just moved back to our hometown and we finally live in the same town for the first time since high school!
I love this for you!
I am missing the beach after a week of being snowed in. 😊
Same. We are going back in March (to friends and the beach) and I’m very much looking forward to it.
So beautiful 😍
I miss living near old best friends. And I miss being 27. ❤️
Oooh. I feel both of these misses.
Ahh, the ignorance and bliss of being 20 something...
I squinted and you’re right! My best friend just moved back to our hometown and we finally live in the same town for the first time since high school!
I love this for you!
I am missing the beach after a week of being snowed in. 😊
Same. We are going back in March (to friends and the beach) and I’m very much looking forward to it.
So beautiful 😍