"Remember this moment"

It was one of those endless summers.

Days were spend at a beach, my bed lined with a thin layer of sand and the suttle smell of salt followed me.

 Peeling noses. 

Dehydrated.

Sunscreen.

I was still an innocent child yet they classified me as a mature lady. 

Maybe they were right...

My future was unraveling.

I knew my life would soon consists of work, work, stress, work, expectations, work.

But I was happy.

I was comfortable.

Yet, I was growing up. 

and I'm still growing up.

It was what to be expected.

I didn't realize how beautiful those days were.

Those days were one of my last innocent summers.

 "Remember this moment" a wise girl once told me.

I'll remember that moment.