We were all pretty hungry after sundown. We all decided to make homemade pizzas. So we jumped into the car and drove straight to Trader Joe’s to grab ingredients. We got what we needed and headed back to the house to start cooking. It was pretty impressive how we all managed to work together and put the whole meal together (great job team!). I was never a fan of vegetarian pizzas, but goddamn did we do a good job with what we accomplished.

We laughed, We ate, We drank, We ate some more.

Then it was time to say goodbye.

Every time I come to Santa Cruz, I feel as though a part of my soul has been replenished with life and vigor. I never have a bad time here. Perhaps it’s all the great views, the great adventures, the hidden treasures, the attractive people, the fun times with alcohol and other substances, the music, and the culture, that always allows me to have a great time here. But I know for a fact that the reason I love Santa Cruz, the reason why I keep coming back here, is the company that I have and whom I get to enjoy all the great things Santa Cruz has to offer.

These are my friends. They’re the reason I love Santa Cruz.

Chapter Three: March

a journey to a quiet mind

Chapter Two: February