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my life in wrightsville beach, starting today

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right here, right now
It feels like I'm now living on the other side of the mirror.  Two weeks into my time here it was all about looking forward to waves, summer, new friends, the unknown --  and I couldn't wait to have it all unfurl.  Today, with two weeks left to go in WB, a heavy slate sky, a chilly north wind blowing -- I feel sick with . . .  not exactly loss, but with the end.  There will be a last wave, a final sunset, a few good-byes and an melancholic look or two at the ever-changing/always there Banks Channel, and then I'm gone. 

Not that I'm complaining.  Back in Atlanta I'll see family and friends I haven't seen for months.  There are birthdays and anniversaries and holidays coming up.  Pamella and I will be starting a new chapter together.  I can do some Bikram yoga again!  And, I'll come back to WB next year.  But for now, a little depression is not only inevitable, it's probably good for the soul:  although I've tried to be in the right here/right now/in-the-moment/these-are-the-good-old-days frame of mind for the past 6 months (and, I think, succeeding most of the time), in lots of ways, you don't really know what you've got til it's gone.