All is right with the world

We made the drive to St. Simons Island today.


It’s the annual pilgrimage for the Thanksgiving festivities. It was long drive full of dog hair, spilled chicken nuggets and perpetual bathroom stops.

Yet. Once here, the craziness all fades away and I’m instantly relaxed with my happiness meter hovering between 9 and 10. I don’t know what it is.


I suspect the weather.

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