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For as long as I can remember back the one consistent thing that would make me feel better whenever I was blue, or tired, or just out of sorts has been to soak in water.
As a teenager I would convince my bf at the time to drive over to the coast so that I could sit on the rocks and feel the spray of the waves as they crashed on the breakers.
As an adult I frequently find myself running a tub full of hot water, throwing in a double handful of salt and retreating to this sanctuary with a book or something else to read.
As a teenager I would convince my bf at the time to drive over to the coast so that I could sit on the rocks and feel the spray of the waves as they crashed on the breakers.
As an adult I frequently find myself running a tub full of hot water, throwing in a double handful of salt and retreating to this sanctuary with a book or something else to read.
