5/6/2013. - Day 41 - Who Wouldn't Wanna Be Me
Got no money in my pocket... I got a hole in my jeans...
Had a job and I
(Setting) Running low on cash, running high on life. No plans, no commitments. Just sunshine and time.
As a general rule, when I visit Charleston, or anywhere for that matter, I always have a detailed agenda and structure my time accordingly. Since this trip has no beginning and no end, each day I do whatever the heck I wanna do [GOSH].So that's what I did today. It was finally sunny. I roamed around, took the bike for a spin, cased out the local beaches, and settled on Isle of Palms. If you skip any day of this blog, skip today. It was a day of relaxation and nothingness. Unless of course you really want to read about someone who's life is absolutely carefree because you need inspiration--then by all means, read on.
I reached Isle of Palms around low tide and immediately began my beach combing. About me: I LOVE beach combing. And it is the only thing in the entire world that I have utmost and unending patience for. I could walk the beach for hours, literally. I absolutely love it.
Today's spoils are particularly fun. I have collected about a dozen sand dollars which I found in a small ridge of sand and shallow water near the beach. I have also found a few interesting shells to take home. I'm elated at the sand dollar find though; a dozen perfect specimens. It's like winning the beach lottery. I'm looking forward to giving them as gifts to my friends at home and hoping they treasure them like I do!I spend a large part of the day sitting in the sun and thinking about how cold and snowy it is in ND. And laughing a little. I just love Charleston and all it has to offer and today is simply perfect. I return home to socialize with Dodger and greet Jamie. We do a little evening shopping and settle easily into our evening routine on the couch. It's the kind of comfort and familiarity I've been dreaming of and it couldn't be better.
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