Summer has come and gone without the slightest notice.  In Los Angeles, the temperature maintained a cool and steady 76 degrees with overcast.  Beach days were far and few between.  So were my poolside margaritas.  Caio my margarita-less summer.  Until we see each other again.

{View from the top of Mammoth Mountain.}



A (west coast) sunrise.
I will take it any day. It's such an effortless occurrence but only a few are truely unforgettable.  I remember this one clearly.  Waking up to the peaceful sounds of the ocean.  The sun was just beginning to surface from the depths of the horizon.

At that time I was very uncertain about life.  A lot had happened...

I've come a long way since that morning in Malibu.  Who ever thought life would bring me here?  The road ahead continues to be unclear but that has yet to stop me. We shall see what will come of it all.