Light at the Headlands

When I’m melancholy, even I don’t know why, I talk to the moon.

The moon has never answered me, but finishing talking to, always the melancholy flies away. When I wake up in the morning, I get a beautiful new day.

What a wonderful world.

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“675. Light at the Headlands” Oil painting by Mariko Irie

This location is at Mendocino Headlands. But it doesn’t mater where it was, if it makes feel better.

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