I remember when I was younger, I lived in Mexico and everyday I would run down to the ocean and crash in the waves for hours. Then at night me and my family would go to the Malecon and just hang out and dance till 3 am. God, I fucking miss those days now. I wish I would of appreciated more of the years I spent there. I want to go back to the ocean so bad now. I want to get back to my roots and just be immersed into the blissfulness of the crashing ocean from Mother Earth. I can't wait to go to San Diego again just to feel the vibes of the ocean and beach. The feeling of pure happiness and complete nothingness.










