Surfing in the bay. Didn't realize the lady taking pictures and staring at coastline shrubbery was actually looking at a monk seal. She sat on the rocks for two hours at least starting at this blob barely distinguishable from the rock it was laying on.
She was so happy and content to just be near this thing. The physical proximity to this object was enough to bring her joy. Just starting at it from a distance and taking pictures. Physical proximity to the object. A few pictures. So content.
I don't even know how she knew it was there, in that hidden cove. How did she find it? How did she find her joy?
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