After a few days in Central California with the Nurse prepping for her wedding, I was sleep deprived, emotionally overloaded, and really really happy for my dear friend. That's when I slid out the back door, so to speak, and spent a few days with my grandmother in the East Bay.
"What do you want to do while you're here?" was her question for me. We only had a couple of days together. I had thought long and hard about this prior to her inquiry. A day in the city? No. Shopping? No. Theater? Maybe. Ocean? Ocean.
"I want to go to the ocean."
"We can do that."
A couple hours of public transportation and the parting of San Franciscan fog later, we were standing with our toes in the sand. The Pacific Ocean was lapping against the shore, the blue sky smiled upon us, and this midwestern girl asked herself one more question...
...Why do I live in Ohio?
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