Dear T,
I want to go back to the beach. I feel like my presence in the house again is just annoying everyone (well, the guinea pigs seem somewhat glad I'm home, but probably just because they have someone else to feed them). And I feel sort of on edge, maybe because it's a big shift from the quiet to here? Or just that I'm tired.

Wish I'd just stayed there tonight, but I wouldn't have wanted to drive back in the wind tomorrow. And maybe I can actually get some sleep in my own bed. Though I might just be exhausted enough that I would get sleep most anywhere.

Love,
LT