Get up, go to work, go to school, do homework, drive home, watch TV, sleep. That's it, just a pattern. She looked up at the mountains and west towards the coast longingly, wishing she cuold break this curse of familiarity and just go somewhere or do something different. Chin on hand with her head turned to the window. The slow droll of the professors voice invading her ears, she couldn't take it anymore, so she picked up her stuff and simply walked out without indication or sound. With a full tank of gas she just started to drive west. PCH seemed like the perfect pathway so she made a beeline for it hoping that she would get whatever it was that she was looking for. The city smell started to dissipate closer she got to the shore, it was replaced by the deep briny air. The scent was so refreshing that she rolled her window down and let the new wind blow the ocean breeze and her hair around her face and body. The ocean was so harsh and yet so beautiful. She stuck her hand out of the window and let the wind push it up and down like a mild rollercoaster. The gentle motion mimicking the roll of the waves, she thought to herself "this is free, this is freedom." Right when the low fuel light illuminated, she pulled over to the coast and got out of her car. Leaving her shoes and possessions in the car she headed to the water. Slow deliberate steps brought her closer and closer to the crashing water. When she finally reached it, without hesitation clothes and all, she ran in.
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