… it is simple and wooden and white, I snapped this photo. And, of course, it is only blocks away from the sea. There are lots of windows to gaze out of — to dream, to smell the salt-tingly air, to feel the chill of the fog and breeze. Imagine — to open up the door, go out and walk down the hill to the seashore. I lived that dream so many years ago and then, for better or for worse, I walked away. Someday I will walk out the door again back to where I used to be.
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