Keep thinking about Monterey. My place there. Our place there. All that I’ll write there. My run this morning aligned everything I already held… the air, rocks, seagulls and other wing-flappers there around me, telling me to join them–
Just look out at the bay with my iced coffee as I did this morning with wife after my 8-mile run. This morning, Monterey, showed me what should be. What will. Waking early tomorrow morning to finish projects that’ll shove me closer.
I’m going to Monterey… I want that ocean, those sun-sings through fog and low clouds, the run I had this morning. Over and over. I hate knowing that it’ll be a while before my next visit– Or maybe it doesn’t have to be. Have to work, get back to that path…
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