“Maybe it was the ocean breeze, or the fleeting feeling of freedom.
Adventure was running through her veins, burning like the tequila ingested the night before.
Was this what it felt like?
To be young and adventurous?
To not be 100% put together 100% of the time?
The feeling was so foreign, but felt so right. She had to learn how to bottle it and keep it forever.
To use in the moments where she felt like the cold hearted world had consumed all her humanity.
To use when it felt like no hope could out power the reality that we live in a broken and damaged reality of what once was.
When the hate of the world had outweighed the love.
This would be her Antidote.
California would cleanse my soul.”