Note from the Missed Connections Chief Bottle Finder:
I’m a Rhode Island gal who’s moved far inland but the memories of late summer at the beach never fade away – and it’s this time of year when they become particularly vivid. The ocean becomes an element, a character of sorts, in the unfolding story of your life when it’s a part of your everyday existence. The sand and salt water and ocean smell are constant forces in a world that will forever be ever-changing.
All I wanted….
Missed Connections in Rhode Island
Was to kiss you on the beach.
August does that you know.