The leaves outside my window are rustling with the wind, mimicking the ocean waves at Muir Beach.  Breathing in the scent of his white t-shirt, I smile at the images playing in my head: sand blowing at us, sunlight and wind and our happy faces, a haven serendipitously found.  Memories keep us company and embrace us through days and nights apart.

And a thought:  I am going home soon (and lots of things to wrap up here!).