This weekend, I went back to sell some magnets I had made for an art show in my community. Due to misinformation, I was unable to sell them, and I may have had a little mental breakdown (due to other things that have been happenin', but that's another rant that I deleted anyway).
Anyhoo. Instead of going to the stupid art show, I went to the beach with my dad, which is how we bond.
Now, a little bit about myself and the beach. If you're really lucky, people who go to the beach every day and look hard enough may find a great white shark tooth once every 1 to 2 months, and they may only be pieces or really small.
This mornin', within a few feet of one another, I found these:
Ever since I was little, I always had dreams of walking on the beach and finding tons of great white shark teeth all around. Today, my dream came true. whee
