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A moody winter sunrise. There was no one around but an old fisherman on the rocks that I crossed paths with. He said, “You’ve got rocks in your head going out there this time of morning.” I laughed and thought to myself as I was jumping off the rocks into the ocean “Yeah, he’s probably right.”
A moody winter sunrise. There was no one around but an old fisherman on the rocks that I crossed paths with. He said, “You’ve got rocks in your head going out there this time of morning.” I laughed and thought to myself as I was jumping off the rocks into the ocean “Yeah, he’s probably right.”