Morning omen

Hurricane Irene silently glided thru on Sunday, leaving behind a trace of ESE swell. Smooth lines find new spots, normally untouched. The tie around my neck feels tighter than it should this morning, forced to my office jail cell to think about missing this juicy, crisp morning of briny goodness. Maybe there is more to think about here....


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Location:On the way to work