it's around 6:30 at the crack of dawn, slighty chilly and the only noise you hear is your own footsteps. ( my little bed and breadfast is still sleeping )
Zipping up my patagonia and going for a run with coco by the carmel ocean, feels like a day dream... i love the feel of wet sand in my running shoes, the salty smell of the ocean, the sea breeze, being out of breath, watching coco run against the wind, and the only thing i can do is to keep breathing.
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