So I set Sunday as my deadline to tell my parents. I ended up driving to the beach and just thinking.
Do you ever go to the beach late at night to watch the moon set? I remember at midnight on my first birthday in San Diego I went to the beach, alone, not knowing anyone down here, and I spent the moments turning another year older watching the moon hit the waves.
I did that again.
I thought.
I dreamed.
I sighed.
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