I read an article last week about a woman who built her dream house on the north Atlantic shore. She has always been drawn there and has now settled there for good. I identified with her fondness for the sea on the east, preferring it most times to the sand on the west.
I made a packing list last night for our trip to the beach. We're headed to the shores of Oregon.
Last week when we arrived I followed my usual routine: unpack my things and hang my clothes on the hangers. Which is funny because I've been living out of a suitcase between trips for almost a month now, even at home. I thought it would make the time between trips go faster, but all it does is make for really wrinkly clothes.
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