I have a lot on my mind today - so much, that I'm sorely tempted to track-pants and jt it and run everything out of my system - alas, that's not possible (my body is still healing from the silly horse fall). So, I think, instead I'm going to brave the beach...yes, I'm that desperate. I need to think, I need to sort out the cacophony clashing about in my head. And I need to talk. And the ocean, is always a good listener.
It's at times like these that I very much miss D and her conversations without so many words that always makes me feel better...and Bean with her bubbling enthusiasm and quiet acceptance, and her hand holding mine tight to let me know she's there and she's not going anywhere.
The ocean might not do either of those things...but the fresh, salty sea breeze and rhythmic beat of the shoreline always sets my mind at ease.
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