Watching the ocean settles the soul

It's a beautiful day on the North Carolina beaches, onthis first full day of vacation.

The shifting, swelling and receding waves, a rhythm settling the internal clock.

I love the beach, wish the crazy housing market would allow for us to at least rent a small bungalow on the Jersey Shore for the week or two (let alone buy something), but it's too expensive so we settle for these long trips that are just too short. (This will be our only beach day, alas.)

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Author: hankkalet

Hank Kalet is a poet and freelance journalist. He is the economic needs reporter for NJ Spotlight, teaches journalism at Rutgers University and writing at Middlesex County College and Brookdale Community College. He writes a semi-monthly column for the Progressive Populist. He is a lifelong fan of the New York Mets and New York Knicks, drinks too much coffee and attends as many Bruce Springsteen concerts as his meager finances will allow. He lives in South Brunswick with his wife Annie.

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