My heart is on a vacation this afternoon. In a place with fog and surf and calling gulls and wet sand. Quiet. But not quiet.
I'm cruising photo galleries and blogs and passages from books.
Taking a hiatus from a winter day. Visiting memories and scouting dream stops.
Snuggled under a blanket on my couch instead of the blanket of fog my heart is yearning for.
Peace.
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