Saturday

May 23, 2009: Cape Cod

I'm in Cape Cod for the weekend. It's strange how one place can hold so much meaning to you. 

I've been going to Cape Cod in the summer since infancy, although it wasn't until 4 years ago when we acquired a permanent place. There is something about the smell, the Cape-air, the way people dress, the way I walk around in my flip flops barely hanging onto my feet. There is something so special about this place.

I found a bottle in the shallow beach waters from 1999. It's weathered and foggy, and completely beautiful.

On another note: I'm thinking of an important saying to get as my second tattoo.

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