Dearest friends,

Where do I even begin?

Though it seems like it happened yesterday, an entire год has passed since I put out Ocean Eyes and I cannot begin to tell Ты how amazed I am due to all that has happened between then and now. A tremendous amount of asphalt has passed under the tires, a lot of miles put on the odometer and a lot of marvelous memories made along the way. It's an overwhelming, invigorating feeling that can't even be put into words. I catch myself thinking about the future often and I truly couldn't be еще excited. I've been immensely blessed by each and every opportunity...

There's a handwritten note
Pressed in the door
Of her screened in porch
And I am sailing away
Recalling that day
Miles from shore

She was still wearing white
And robins egg blue,
Her grandmother's dress
When I left early this year
How I wound up here
Is anyone's guess?

When the new sites grow old
And I start to feel cold
I'll sail Главная again

Goodbye Brielle
Only seasons can tell
Of the sweet dreams
We knew so well
I'll see Ты around
Our dear ocean town
The Холодное сердце days
We set ablaze

Sent me drifting away
Like a butterfly,
I floated by
And now I'm alone
I wish I knew when
I'll be back again
So until then
I wish Ты well
My...