That was the view from my bedroom window on my recent holiday to North Devon. I adore the sea, the smell of it, the constant movement and sound, I know I could never tire of watching the sea.
It felt a sad holiday. The last time we were there (in the very same apartment with my parents) was in happier times and we had dreams of moving down to the coast when we were older. Those dreams felt a little tattered around the edges and for me at least sort of hung in the sea breeze....
But the sight of the ocean at least brought calm and comfort each day whatever the weather.....
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