Quogue, NY
When I got to the beach, there was not a person in sight, but a PERFECT heart drawn in the sand.
When I got to the beach, there was not a person in sight, but a PERFECT heart drawn in the sand.
As we rode the ferry (his daily commute to and from work):
Me: “It’s so beautiful, you must love living here!”
Him: (smiling) “I do! I love living here! At least…(pauses)…at least I think I do. I’ve never lived anywhere else, so how would I know if I really like it here at all?”
I saw at least 5 of these flyers today, and all but one had every single tag ripped off. Good luck to you, sir.
An unexpected airport delay lead to an unexpected visit to one of my favorite places in the world. Always full of unique people, always wonderful.