Florida Summer

I can almost feel the warm Florida sand under my feet from last summer. The sweet sea air tickling our noses. My friends and I rushing to the ocean every morning, swimming for hours and talking over lunch. Soft whirring of the trolley wheels as we come into town, and looking at items in the window shops. For dinner each night we would eat at a restaurant, usually lobster or some seafood. Each day getting closer to her family, friends, and traditions. Being there was a feeling words could not describe. It felt like a breath of fresh air I had been craving my whole life.