It seemed fitting that just before the candle of our time together was blown out entirely, we should have one last, brilliantly beautiful day on which to part.
If you spend enough time in the real world, you'll understand that there was never a night or a problem that could defeat a sunrise.
Because a day without sunshine is like, you know, night.
Breakfast Republic was good enough to make it on the return trip list.
I still think somebody should have gotten the Mr. Presley.
(Peanut Butter Stuffed French Toast topped with Bananas Foster and Bacon)
Just like we were in the 70's.
I kept hearing about Sunset Cliffs, but nothing prepared me for this.
Goodbyes are easier when you have acai in your belly.
Seeing that there are a few mountains that we haven't climbed, and it's just a matter of time before we learn how to fly, I've got to know something.
When can we do this again?
@sdfriends
Let me know.
✌️
P.S.
Thanks for the gas, Mike Jr.
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