“Don’t come back to our city!”
And that too
Little forehead kisses from above. The sun and I have an on again off again type of relationship. I looked up at it with sweat sliding down my cheeks just before I made my descent into Mill Valley. Going downhill at 20+ mph with no shirt on feels like a gift made for the Summer.
As I made my way into Sausalito, slowly but surely, I was met by more and more people…