Inner Peace…

 

Sometimes you just have to get away.

For me, there is no better escape than the beach with a good book.

Yesterday, was my moment.

I recently arrived in Florida.

After two days of dreary weather, Tuesday dawned sunny and bright.

I packed up my beach chair and umbrella, SPF 50 sunscreen, my Nook and headed to the beach.

5 hours later, after witnessing a truly memorable pink tinged sunset, accompanied by a full moon rising, I departed a new person.

On the way to my car, even a confrontation with an aggressive black duck on a deserted beach could not dampen my spirits.

I had achieved full blown inner peace.

 

 


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  1. Yes! To that.

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