When we left I was a flurry of energy, balled tight with big plans and overtime.
While we were there I unwound.
Then I foolishly brought back from the airport a dose of flu that took me past unwound most of the way towards unsprung. Coming out of it now, but this beach already looks like it was years ago.
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