It's the ocean in November. Backpacking on a beach when the wind is heavy and cool and your favorite hoodie and the birds and the sound is original music. Four days of walk, write, camp, complain, sunscreen, water need, and shoes for the sand.
Oh Dear Sand, I do not want to be your enemy. How many miles can we complete?
Today I am grateful for plans and a boss who understands that need.
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