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I feel a need washing over me. The waves have been crashing against me for at least 2 years. The ebb and flow of the desire has been building to a hurricane pitch.
I have not seen the ocean in years. The last time was when I was between jobs after leaving Verizon and getting the job at Columbia Gas. It was when I went to visit my grandmother, Nanny, in NH. It was in April. There was snow at one point. Even then I had to go to the ocean and at least touch the cold water. The time before that I think was the summer of 1992 up in Maine. I went swimming in June and the water temp was like 50 or something.
It has been too long. My dreams are starting to remind that I grew up by the water. I daydream about playing in the waves and the sand in my toes. The waves cleansing me and washing me.
Anyone want to go on a roadtrip with me?
I have not seen the ocean in years. The last time was when I was between jobs after leaving Verizon and getting the job at Columbia Gas. It was when I went to visit my grandmother, Nanny, in NH. It was in April. There was snow at one point. Even then I had to go to the ocean and at least touch the cold water. The time before that I think was the summer of 1992 up in Maine. I went swimming in June and the water temp was like 50 or something.
It has been too long. My dreams are starting to remind that I grew up by the water. I daydream about playing in the waves and the sand in my toes. The waves cleansing me and washing me.
Anyone want to go on a roadtrip with me?
