All I need is somewhere I can feel the grass beneath my feet, a walk on sand....

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I got up at 6am today to watch the sun rise over the ocean. It was not as spectacular as I had hoped. I think that perhaps all the beautiful postcards of dazzling sunrises are actually sunsets over the sound. I couldn't even tell the sun was coming up until it was fully up and I could vaguely see it's outline behind the (still very much white) mist. No lovely colors. Nothing dazzling at all. I did, however, get to see hundreds of crabs ranging from ones as big as my hand all the way down to some so little they looked like spiders. I guess my vacation is about half over, now...I've spent a ton of time in the ocean. I've gotten pretty tan. Even my legs are a bit tan, which never happens. As dark as my face and arms always get, my legs are almost always stark white. They still don't really match my upper body, but at least they aren't blindingly white anymore.

I'm not looking forward to next week, when I have to spend the entire time frantically scrambling to get stuff packed and moved. My mom swears she'll help me, but I just hope she gets my couch and chair recovered before I move. I don't want to take a bunch of ugly furniture into my new place. Cute stuff only, please. That means I still have a lot of work to do as well, stripping and re-painting dressers and the like. It's going to be a crazy week next week. But there's no point in worrying about it while I"m here...except for maybe calling the cable company, the electric company, and the gas company...and my landlord, who called me earlier today, and who I really need to call back...Bleh.