I'm done with summer classes. I'm over the nightlife of Knoxville. I'm annoyed with almost everyone. This family vacation can't come soon enough! For the first time in the 12 years that my family and I have taken our annual trip to Myrtle Beach, I have counted the days until our departure. This is the first summer I have spent residing in a completely different house and city than my family. I wouldn't take back any second of it, but I am so thankful that we worked it out so that we can all take this vacation together. I cherish the misty mornings on the beach, the homeade deli sandwich lunches, the countless hours in the sun, the reading time in the hammock, the multi-colored nights on the pier listening to the local band, and the quality time with my younger brother. I never fail to find myself wishing to stay at the beach one more day, one more night, one more minute before returning home. There's something about being away from home, away from familiar faces that makes the sunshine and the waves seem even more inviting and attractive. I never want to leave.
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