"And pennies make dimes
and dimes make dollars
and dollars buy gas
and long-neck bottles."
-Frankie Ballard.
So many people get to live the dream. But as I drove to the beach today, I couldn't help but think I'm stuck in that stereotypical phrase. And it feels SOOOO good.
I mean, let's be honest. How many people would give anything to drive north on PCH in 95-degree weather with the windows rolled down and the radio cranked up? To step over people's boundaries, a lot would totally kill for that. I promise you. There is nothing like the sparkle across the deep blue Pacific Ocean with the smell of summer in the air.
I'm one lucky kid, I'll tell you that.
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