i have been a little obsessed with the dunes
since i was about six years old..roughly.
the season is almost over.
gahhh.
my father
mr. schroeder and i
got to go to the dunes today.
you know those nasty ugly dogs you see
in the car next to you
with lips blowing all over the place?
that is how i felt
the whole time i was in my dads sand rail.
