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I hate going back into real life after vacation. First morning waking up alone. First drive back to the office. First meal in the company cafeteria. It all sucks.
The first shower after you get home is the worst, though. Lathering up the hair that’s been salted and windblown from that last walk on the beach. Searching for the last bits of sand that are stuck between your toes and under your fingernails. Washing away the residue of kisses and touches that ended too soon. And carefully removing the black mascara rings from goodbye tears.
It’s miserable losing these remnants of your vacation, the unseen souvenirs left in your skin. But even after it’s all been washed away, there’s still a dot of pink at the tip of my nose, where the California sun has left a temporary mark. I wish I could keep it forever.
