It never gets old, does it?

Why is that we can go to the same place, sit with the same people for years – sometimes decades – and it doesn’t get old? What is this capacity for the world to always be there, always be changing? I have no clue. But today, reflect on that. Reflect on why the same ice cream, the same person, and the same place always hold such affinity to us?

Dress – oh so old, I have absolutely no clue!
Boots – thrifted
Sunnies – Betsey Johnson via Winners