in the heart of the tropics, where the sun kisses the sea,
we chase fragments of bliss, elusive and free.
palm fronds whisper secrets of ancient shores,
as we wander, seeking more than what modernity implores.
fuck it list:
- buy hawaii and create island cult
- surf w john john florence
- fix miami
- replace all tap water with well water
- create mountain cult in moab
- dirt bike for 24 hours straight
- plant a million palm trees
- mango tree in backyard