Now that was a good party.
After a "Suzie Special" pizza, an abundance of friends, a fabulous champagne toast, lots of crazy talk, and overwhelming donations to "The New Jeans Fund," I found myself at the beach, barefoot at 4:00 AM. The giant waves crashed white, booming in the darkness.
And I felt calm. Actually peaceful. And I thought about all the times I've sought solace in the ocean, whether singing into it late at night, sunbathing in its sand, praying while studying its currents or writing to its music.
Just like the treehouse when I was a kid, as an adult, the ocean is where I have always gone to soothe my soul. Where do you go?
3 years ago