I am planning to have an amazing summer. In August, my love and I are headed to blue waters, sticky heat, and pristine views in Quintana Roo, Mexico.
The last time I was here, I was 17 years old. Since then, the ocean has washed away the sand in which I left footprints. The sun has repeatedly sunken below the horizon, splashing the sky with colors. Yet, I hope to revisit the same feeling of peace that I felt while standing there, eyes closed, heart open.
Adventure is out there, and I’m going to go find it.