We woke up this morning to the sound of seagulls and waves breaking. The ocean is heaving today. The temperature is mild, the wind warmer than the apartment. Usually I wake up to the sounds of traffic or loud music pumping from a passing car. My usual view is of the bus station, an abandoned courthouse and a square locals nick name 'what the fuck' (the expression most people ejaculated on first laying eyes upon the renovated square). I wake up on days like today with a feeling of being lucky. To see the ocean, the horizon of dark grey ocean meeting light grey sky, to smell the sea air. I'm a girl from a 'sun burnt country, a land of sweeping plains, of rugged mountain ranges, of droughts and flooding rains.' Give me vast horizons any day.
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