Going to the beach has been my dream since I was kid. I grew up in South Dakota basically in middle america. I would sit in class wishing and daydreaming that I could get in a car and drive to the coast and just sit on the beach, watch the sun go down as the waves crash on the shore. Living in Washington didnt exactly give that to me though, my ideal way seeing the ocean. It rained practically the entire time that I was there. I do now understand the concept of miserably happy, cause I was soaked to the bone and freezing but walking around the corner and seeing the fog on the coast line and the light drizzle of the rain wasnt exactly what I expected but it was more beautiful than I had imagined it would be.
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