We walked.... the spiral path reminded me of my childhood, full of turns and full circles. My thoughts were spent, and I traveled the path being pulled by the scent of salt and sparkling white sand. The water was pink in some currents and the breeze was just cool enough to stir up the hair on my arms. I knew the answer I sought, meditation was not really needed, just a quiet place to undress my mind. We sat for a moment or two, and in the words of Jimmy, the day wore on- let me say that again- the day wore on.....
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