Summer
2016 man 🥲. Our very own Bohemian, Haight-Ashbury summer of love. So thankful to have been a broke 20 year old with nothing but
time on my hands. We didn’t need shit besides a Bluetooth speaker, some firewood and
like 10$ each for a couple bottles of cheap rum, cigarettes, a few blunts and a McChicken or 2, but it was all we needed and then some. The music sounded better, the
air smelled fresher, the
people were happier and the love was more passionate. Apartment Parties were our mansions in the Hamptons and the beach parks by the lakes and river were our Garden of Eden. The coming of age where
time stood still and everybody was blissfully bubbling in the vivacious effervescence of youthful freedom. What an absolute dream 😌