17 Mile Drive. I stayed out there for most of the day, watching the ocean heave and suck in its low to high tide. It was melancholy for me, restless beyond my own, also knowing her life was going to end soon.

17 Mile Drive. I stayed out there for most of the day, watching the ocean heave and suck in its low to high tide. It was melancholy for me, restless beyond my own, also knowing her life was going to end soon.