From Topsail, April 2011

I thought I was up on time to be on the beach for the sunrise one day last week, but I was actually on time to be on the way to the beach. Every step, every breath, every moment, every single thing about being alive and well and face to face with a beautiful day on the beach is just right, though. Even the wild things growing through the stinking mud at low tide are perfect.

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