I'm camped out in yet another short-term rental, waiting out the
tenth circle of hell escrow period for my new digs. It's a lovely house but it's in the city and it's loud. All the time.
So I'm looking forward to the daily drive into Malibu, where this curve in the canyon is part of my commute to the barn. I haven't seen a beach sunrise in over a week and it's making me cranky.