>a summer afternoon
>golden hour beginning
>the soft lap of waves against the shore
>the soft swishing of the leaves
>the warmth of the golden sunlight against your cheek
>warm asphalt under your somewhat sandy feet
>laughing with friends in a memory most others forgot
>with friends not really yours
>but in that moment
>all of you connected under the soft warmth of a setting sun and a soft summer breeze
>something at the time you didn't know as golden hour
>but soon became your favorite time of day
>endlessly searching for the euphoric bliss of happiness the sun brings
>the warm golden kissed cheeks
>the genuine laughs
>the soft breeze
>the summer sun