There is a road out there that leads to a place where dreams are made. It's winding and seemingly infinite but at the end of the journey there is a cliff that opens up to stars sleeping on water. It is so peaceful it makes you excited. It feeds and nourishes your soul, and as you hear the waves lap against the shore, it has this gentle way of caressing the emotion right out of you. Some days it coaxes out the tears and sometimes makes you laugh. Somehow this place knows you as a friend. Fortunately it won't talk back, but just lets you talk all the weariness out of your heart. The dewy night air just hugs you when its right, and the gentle breeze will wipe the tears from cheeks. I go to this place often and it feels like home. As soon as I step onto this rock and take that first breath of the summer air I know how much I have missed this feeling, this place. For some reason the air seems softer out here, the elements less harsh. Its a place to share memories and a place to make them. Sometimes it insists that you be the only one out there, just an old talk between old friend.
One woman's journey from the crazy cluttered lazy life to an organized free and joyous life.
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