Central Coast: Independence Day '04
Sunshine, wind chill
Seaweed and fish and pine trees dancing circles under our noses
Normal-looking carnies selling strawberries and tacos
Pebbles not quite ready to be sand
Silent, private boat-access coves
I fell in love again, not with a place but a tempo
The lens of my stress and unhappiness and overstimulation a tributary
to an ocean of peacefulness and sleeping in and long walks and tiny pebbles slipping through lazy fingers and toes
Fingers and toes that have seen sweetness and sourness and now know the difference
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