Monday, August 24, 2009

Movement

Adios little purse. It was a good place to land for a while, but it's time to move on with a more focused direction and to a new location. I will miss the salt air, the sound of the foghorns in the morning, and riding a bike along the shoreline in the quieter months. My residency at the beach has ended for now, but my relationship with the sea will endure, and there will be more mornings spent walking across crisp, cool sand and paddling across silky-smooth water. The anticipation as a set approaches is a timeless thing, and the allure of those intimate moments wrapped in the embrace of the wave is unending.

Right now though, I am looking forward to a simpler life in a new place, and to coming home.

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