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Great Otway National Park Roll down onto Port Phillip Bay mist with nowhere tight to be by midday afternoon—the salt crust clearing out stiff ribs after hours hunched over emails while Southern Ocean wind stitches across clifftops straight though lungs, unknotting something lodged somewhere behind our shoulder blades between Twelves Apostles and Loch Ard mouth. You don’t race dead ahead traffic chocker chaos back home where city buzzes flat-liners through glass towers no real breeze ever slips past fluorescent buzzing hum until gums stand scent eucalyptus sharp resinous calm underfoot beside surfers leaving morning boardprints behind Bell’s stretch sand bare toes buried cooling wet salt heels mud mud therapeutic weight shift low back releasing tension like dropping cold brick at pool-edge edge edge after long session held tense under boss pressure days gone numb nowhere near coastlines rather love this patch of winding thoroughfare where shearwaters cry inland paddocks scattered stone cows chew stoic slow chewing hours passing strangely without watch-tilt unease dissolves as sun sinks Apollo Bay beach bonfire ash yarn circles friends stranger everyone sharing quiet smoke blue plumes rolling off warm sand nobody rushing breakfast because timetable dead disappeared whole horizon suddenly open-ended horizon itself holding space inside tired head heavy thoughts floating seabreeze drifting seagrass kelp ribbon driftwood tumbles shoreline smooth rounded worry stones pick-pocket size pocket comfort warmth pocket palm warming shell curves while lighthouse beam slicing dark across grey chop lulling nervous system slowing breathing matching wave tempo ocean breath sync body recalculates resting heartbeat magnesium-rich air soft earplugs against internal chatter mental static wiped tidy scrub shoreline reset soul reset spirit resetting nothing else pretty works plain fair truth here mates plain fact recovery feels unassuming yet deeply detailed once you pull left turnoff toward river bend kayak silent paddle mirror water morning sky double reflection sky doubling our own calm mirror water double reflection own face smiling weird softer than gym mirror stare ever gave quiet confidence returning slower walking pace heel grooves pressed earth remembering how straightforward locomotion without agenda heals aching
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