Dana point

Many times I thought for Dana point was my angle of repose. That this was the last place I would call home. No matter how far I traveled or how long I was away this would be my stake in the ground. maybe I will come back. I am reclaiming my energy and sanity. I have to answer the home question at another time. I know I can not stay in this house, in this neighborhood. That is all I can act on for now

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