July night.

i wish i could go to californ-i-a and be all like chill and all like water and surf and sunset sky and friends and hello, hi, happy.
be on the beach and have foamy bubbles climb up my toes
and make me shiver in the night time breeze.
and laugh like a lover while one single star squeaks into my purple pastel pretty peripheral vision.
then another.
then as the stars come i'll look at them and watch them form constellations that will remind me of simple things like hot dogs and bunnys and coffee mugs.
my sister would jump in the water and splash my funny freaking out face with little drops of cold salty perfect pacific coast wet.
then we'll go to bed and lie on puffy pillows that surround us by a cave of cool cotton. and dream about starbucks, snow, and switchfoot concerts.
then we'll wake up in oswego
where we live
and be happy
cuz life?
is good. :)