“Life is either a daring adventure or nothing at all.” -Helen Keller
We’ve reached the end of my Spring Break adventures.
I saw an old mill burned down and googled it to find out the fire spread toxic chemicals everywhere, making the cost of demolition too great. It was a steel mill. It probably gave a lot of locals a decent job. I walked around a new town in the morning and then later I walked around the town I grew up in. It’s the same town I know and love, but different in so many ways. There were a lot of older couples with romantic vibes that barely noticed me. They were engulfed in each other. Laughing; searching out their next destination. My town has always brought those types of travelers. The sea water moistened the air as usual, and the marinas didn’t change much. The boats were wrapped for winter and looked slightly awkward on the shore. The sea air soothed my lips and brought me back to life. Well, something brought me back to life, or a bunch of tiny things did.
Alas, my time to rest and relax has come to an end. It almost feels wrong to do anything other than this.
Jayne, wonderful prose style in this post. Hurry up and write that book of yours. Blessings!
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