free

The idea of being “free” is amazing- but I figured out, if I don’t know where I’m headed- an uncomfortable feeling comes over me and I really don’t like it. ⁣

The drive was lovely. The sun was shining, and the temperature was about 62 degrees. The highway was about to turn westward, as I came across a sign that said, “public beach access”. Knowing this would be the last opportunity to see the ocean, I jumped and took the exit. ⁣

It was a state park. The drive wound all through a wooded area. The colors of the leaves were vibrant. The parking lot was virtually empty. It had space for thousands of cars (trust me, I know those things…). It looked strange. Felt strange. I parked my car. I couldn’t see the ocean from the lot…but, I just decided to walk. ⁣

There was a sign with an arrow. I seriously was about to turn back and go to my car- but, I decided to press on. ⁣Sand began to cover the sidewalk- I was getting closer. I can upon this bridge and I saw this image. ⁣

I squinted—even questioned what I was looking at…but there it was- in all her glory- the ocean. ⁣

After spending several hours, taking my shoes and socks off and wading in the ocean (literally the one thing I deeply wanted to do on this trip) I thought about the “jump”. The change of plans. Sure, I had a destination—but, this felt good at the time. And I am so very glad that I turned when I did.⁣

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