"it's just... a dream.. i guess. for now. we'll see what happens."

"oh."

it felt like panama today, the salty feeling of the ocean in every crevice. hungry for the climb up the spilledwithmango steps through the grass to the cold water and the dry towels, to the smell of coconuts in my hair and the smell of rain on the hammocks. to dinner with the family under the bohio, filled glasses and filled plates and filled stomachs, laying on cushions and staying up late talking. laughing and caring, laying in the grass and listening to the waves crashing on shore, watching the darkness. so beautiful.

oh panama. my home. i watched you tonight on tv, and mmph. is she there? i asked, is he there? i asked. cause i miss my family there so much, something ridiculous. i miss the ocean and all those memories; today just wasn't the same, but it was nice nontheless. maybe it should be backwards; it was nice, but it wasn't the same.


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