Floating in the Ocean at Malibu Beach Was the Moment I Knew I Had Finally Healed

On strawberries, sunshine, and saltwater

Photo by Alexandre Weiss from Pexels — cropped by author

“Car rides to Malibu, strawberry ice cream, one spoon for two”

— Olivia Rodrigo, deja vu

When I arrived in Malibu on a glorious August day, I stepped onto the sandy beach and ran to greet the ocean as her waves…




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Kitty Williams

daydreamer, night thinker, feminist, exvangelical, book worm, dog lover, cat worshipper, aspiring witch, star gazer, tree hugger, into healing and self-love

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