Been a busy few days. Dealing with DMV, bank, trying to get things together for a possible move to Florida. I am tired of the Mountains, trying to get back to the beach. Don’t get me wrong, the mountains are pretty, but one tends to want to go back to what they grew up around. People come back to the mountains here all the time, they say they miss it, they want to see mountains when they wake up. Understandable, we tend to long for when we grew up around as we get older. For me, its the scent of the ocean, fresh fish, seashells, sunsets over the ocean, the sound of the ocean rolling ashore, the sight of the moon over the open waters, yes, those moonlit nights when the ocean sparkle florescent. Oh yes, I am ready for sand, sea and blue skies.