Sat at a Cafe in Lisbon, planning the day, a quick smoke to clear my head

The crashing waves gave me a sense of calm

We stood, enjoying the sunset, the wet sand between our toes while the waves of Nazare crashed around us

Thoughts are our own

I took a deep breath and enjoyed the strong smell of ocean air and tea leaves.

We paddled through the calm water towards the distant, fog covered ridge

I could feel the sun burning the skin on my shoulders as I dried off amongst the black stone and crashing waves

The air was cold as I walked down the car lined street. Deep in thought, reflecting on why I didn't just drive.

Downtown Calgary, on a mild January morning.