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Casita del mar!

casita del mar

You guys? I rented a house. On the beach. (Well, it's one row behind the houses that are actually on the sand, but still.) You hear the waves from every room, feel the sea breeze on your skin. Walk 100 yards and there you are, at the edge of the ocean.

Escrow on the mountain house closed yesterday so right now, I'm writing to you not only as an insomniac, but as a renter as well. And despite my longings for New Mexico (it's where I moved from when I came to SoCal to write for the OC Reg, and years later, in times of stress, I still get homesick) it turns out my longing for Malibu is even stronger.

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