One evening I gazed out to the ocean, the chill of growing autumn sweeping across my shoulders and salt clinging to my hair in crystals. Out in the distance surfers watched the infinite horizon and gulls swapped news from distant lands. The waves carried with them stories of love and loss and eternal journeys to find whatever it is we’re all looking for.
My toes dig into the sand and I wait.
Photo: Lorne at dusk, Great Ocean Road, Australia.