The ocean

It wasn’t until we got to Myrtle Beach today and walked out on the beach and hit the water before I realized something. I realized that I really, really miss the ocean. It was a place I got to as a kid every summer, living in NYC, but I haven’t been to an ocean beach in years and years. How could I have forgotten? There’s something sort of sad about that..

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One Comment

  1. OMG! I know that feeling exactly. Being born in California and going to, by or past the beach as a child I loved it.

    Moved to Nebraska in 1971 and never saw it again until 1992 – God how I had missed it!

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