It was wonderfully restorative escaping to the coast. I felt my shoulders drop, and my mind ease. It wasn't as though my troubles disappeared but they certainly faded. As though into the middle distance. Sinking into the horizon. The drama of late seemed less oppressive, and thus not nearly so demanding.
In that moment, very little mattered.
I felt re-connected. To who, or what I know not. Maybe it doesn't matter.
To myself, and to nature. To my own true nature, perhaps.