Plans, decisions, projects, all the consuming subjects back at home take a needed pause here. We let the wind carry them softly down the dunes, up and over the hills where the gulls dance and the shore continues its slow, calm, continuous march.
We enter into that for a time and that is good.
A different horizon. You see far. A cure for myopia, life’s nearsightedness; the present concerns, the close calls and pressing decisions, out here seem less so.
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