Last night I wanted to borrow a car and drive to the sea. I asked a couple people how many hours it would be. Inland claustrophobia: five hours away. How have I lived five hours from the ocean for four years? I don't know. So, Amy and Eva and I spread a sheet on the lawn and laid down, so I could see the sky. I needed to see something big and remember the size of God.
The first thing I want to do when I am back in Rhode Island is walk the beach.
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forget it all and drive...you'll only kick your self later if you don't.
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