it's been six plus hours. my bottom lost feeling a long time ago. my back is aching from sitting for so long. and i'm antsy. but we've finally reached our destination. i step out into the sweet desert air. the sun immediately tickles my skin. now heading to the boat, we peal back the cover. as it's pulled back i smell a small wave of sunscreen, vinegar, and lake water. i set my feet free as i rid myself of shoes, and climb on in. the boat is then lowered into the blue green water. the next sound i hear is my favorite sound. the gurgling roar of the engine as the boat comes to life. we are now cruising across the water, surrounded by cliffs made up of orange, brown, black, and red hues. the music is blaring over the roar of the engine. and stray water is gracefully landing on my heated skin. i quietly smile to myself. i am home.
summer please come soon. because i long to be in lake powell.
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