Take me home
On yearnings and the places our hearts long for. (Plus: read to the end for some special news.)
I’m not the only one who felt called to the water, but we’re few and far between—just two people are at the water’s edge, one standing, his hands stuffed in his jacket pockets and his head bent toward the scattered stones along the shoreline, while the woman near him is also facing the water but crouched low, I imagine insp…
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