One little touch now my life's complete

The exhilaration of the waves crashing on the beach is wearing thin.

The wind pounding at the house and flattening the dead grass is becoming tedious.

Any time I step out into the wind, it catches my breath, and leaves me wheezing.

I want the frost. I want the sunshine. I want just cold.

I want doesn't get, so I suppose I'll just have to wait for brighter days.

It was an effort today to get out the house and pick up essentials. I would far prefer to have been in my bed.

I'm back indoors now - after seeing how far up the tide was.... Low tide moving to high and the water is over the rock wall, across the grass and swooshing onto the road.

And this is where amma gonna stay.