what a difference a picnic makes

what a difference a picnic makes

I’m happy. In a happy way I have never been before.

And I’m not even trying.

It’s the most odd but peaceful thing to make zero effort and feel like you belong.

Stick a fork in me, I’m done.

Napa~ I think I’m home. (At least for now anyway…)

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