homeless homecoming

i really pushed yesterday. i drove from about 6am until 1am this morning.

when i was trying to decide on a place to sleep, i asked myself, "where do i want to wake up on my birthday?" there was only one answer - by the ocean. i grew up on the east coast, very close to the ocean and i've missed it since i moved. my entire eight years in toronto, something didn't quite feel right.

i parked by a picnic area on the west coast of washington state. i know it's a different ocean then the one i grew up by, but the sounds and smells are the same. i just went for a quiet walk on the beach with the sunrise.

amazing. when i knew i was going to be on the road for my birthday, i was trying to plan something to do, somewhere to be, but i really preferred the surprise results.
I'm just south of Seattle, and i'm going home.