Water Line


June 2014

I was able to get to the ocean for the first time in a long time. There is something so calming, and motherly about the ocean. Salty rhythm and constant energy. It's powerful and humbling and nurturing. It commands respect, but also let's you scratch under it's chin now and then. I've never lived by the ocean, but I think I should. Calm is hard to find sometimes. I should remember that, and let the ocean help with some of the heavy lifting.

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