I sat on the coast, at a restaurant and lodge at Big Sur, and looked out over the ocean. As I watched the birds dipping down towards the waves, and listened to the low chatter of the other people enjoying their lunch, it struck me astonishing that it had been less than 48 hours since I had woken up in my bed in gritty, urban, East Coast Baltimore
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