I can literally already smell the sea a mere 450km since leaving home this morning. I'm also swamped by the humidity despite winter knocking hard on the door at home, a tad further north.
I've taken a surprise road trip with the purpose of resting, of centering myself and with the aim of developing my vision of my way forward.
All in all this is my artist date; I'm needing to refuel, on every level. And there's nothing wrong with a change of scenery.
Slip slops and shorts.