I found sunglasses today.
Bent.
Scratched.
One lens a little foggy like it had seen too much. 😎😏
They weren’t “nice” sunglasses.
They were beach sunglasses.
The kind you buy because you’re feeling hopeful, and you tell yourself:
“I’ll definitely keep track of these.”
Narrator voice: You will not. 😂
🌊 Flotsam Wisdom
Sunglasses aren’t about blocking the sun.
They’re about believing the sun is coming.
They’re optimism you can wear on your face.
And even when they end up washed up, broken, and forgotten…
they still did their job:
They belonged to someone who expected a bright day.
🏖️ Beach Tag:
Even broken sunglasses still prove someone believed in summer.
Flotsam question:
How many pairs of “I’m definitely keeping these” sunglasses have you lost in your lifetime? 😆