DREAM JOURNAL

Sand Babies

Edie Tuck
Edie Tuck
Nov 4 · 2 min read

I was in California with a friend when I saw you — it had been years. Your sister was there. I was following a tandem bike made to look like a giant pink pig that was being ridden cross-country by a mother and her young daughter.

They stopped for ice cream and there you were.

There were puppies, maybe they were for sale. I sat down to play with them, and you sat…

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Edie Tuck

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Edie Tuck

Writer - editor - nature enthusiast - worshiper of Gaia - self-love advocate - empty nester - simple-life seeker extraordinaire! ~ Own Your Journey ~

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