I was driving around yesterday with my daughter when I had a flashback. I was wearing flip-flops and slid them off because they were getting itchy. I put my bare foot on the pedal to speed up and it reminded me of the beach.
Growing up I spent a lot of time at the beach. My relatives all live down the shore so my weekends were spent playing in the sand and swimming in the ocean. I was always barefoot.
When I got my driver's license I was so excited about driving to the shore. I loved the sense of freedom I felt. I would have the windows rolled down, the music blasting and my bare feet on the pedals. If I wasn't driving, I'd have them hanging out the window.
I miss those days. I haven't been to the beach in a long time. I married someone who hates the heat. Apparently he will melt if left outside for more than 10 minutes. Hopefully I can get my daughter to love the beach and the two of us can spend lazy days in the sun (with SPF 30, of course!). I can't wait to slip my shoes off again.
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