There's a beach I like to go to where driftwood, lots and lots of driftwood finds a resting place. Artists and dreamers collect these treasures and make something beautiful out of their weary and washed-awayness. Suddenly, they become that which they were meant to be...collected by someone that sees beyond the gnarly broken exterior into the depth of a drifted but found soul and it is well. #itiswell
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