In every ending, there's a new beginning

Today was the class of 2011's beach party, our last stand. We ate cotton candy, got monogrammed towels, and had a bonfire on the beach. It was freezing in the water, so we justran up and down the beach as fast as we could screaming at the top of our lungs.

It was pure bliss. Later, we just huddled around the bonfire and talked. And then? then we said goodbye. For some, for 3 months, some a year, some probably never again.

Someone wrote this in the sand. I forgot my camera, but luckily Mia had a picture.