And now, after about an hour and a half of sleep and about 2600 miles, I am sitting on South Beach watching the sun rise. Its 7:23 am (I’m on eastern time again! Woo!) And its 82 degrees and sooo humid.
Not only am I not tired at all anymore, but I forgot how good a little bit of humidity feels. And how less scary the Atlantic is than the Pacific.
Taking deep breaths of east coast sea air. This is where you’ll find me all day….
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