They're rebuilding the beach after this winter's storms. I sat there tonight and felt great appreciation for this beach. It saw me through the last three years. So much happened in those three years.
I feel like a new being: what little was left of me torn apart and not just restored, but put together again better than new. I sat on the beach and thanked it for seeing me through this far. And in those moments knew that many more glorious adventures are yet to come.
I don't know what they'll be, or who my companions are. But I can see the world opening up to me. Or more accurately, me willing to walk into this world and explore more fully. Curious. A bit cautious. But absolutely knowing that it's the next logical step in my evolution.
Whatever comes though, I'll always have a little nostalgia for the people, events and places of this past adventure.