I am ready to go.
swimming on the rocks*
That cold water will wash away all of the cobwebs in my head and then I will fall asleep on the shady part of the ground in my very favorite place.
*Finn called it that when she was three. She was trying to describe the place she wanted to go. Now her grandfather, great uncle and great aunt who have been going to this spot for forty years, they all call it that.
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