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Little did I know, I would hold that blue bottle again. I continued along the beach, lost in the pros and cons of moving. I loved it here in my little cabin close to the water. I loved to walk … Continue reading →

Walking along the beach, lost in the argument I was having with myself, a little flash caught my eye. The sun was reflecting off some dark glass in the sand. I stooped over and picked up a tiny bottle that … Continue reading →