But I ramble.

There is something still marvelous about the mornings I wake up to seagull noises outside my window. Maybe I'm too easily amused, having grown up in a land-locked state. Or maybe it's just because I then find myself wondering what the heck those seagulls are doing here when the water's over a mile away. Looking for food scraps at Dick's, I guess.

But I ramble.

There is something still marvelous about the mornings I wake up to seagull noises outside my window. Maybe I'm too easily amused, having grown up in a land-locked state. Or maybe it's just because I then find myself wondering what the heck those seagulls are doing here when the water's over a mile away. Looking for food scraps at Dick's, I guess.