When I got over there, Lincoln City was covered in a fog bank and it stayed mostly to completely cloudy all day. I loved it. I took a long walk along the shore, worked up an appetite for Mo's clam chowder, than found an abandoned fire among the driftwood where I laid down in the fire-warmed sand and fell asleep. I needed the beach today. It cleans me out and refreshes me. I can now face whatever is to come with greater grace.
365-09 #211
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