I ended up at an all night diner with a friend of mine, having one of those long, winding conversations. We started joking about driving down to Ocean City to check out the stars, and then suddenly we were there, on the beach.
And then the sun was coming up and the gulls began to call and all I could think about is how magical life can be, if you let it.
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