Pacific Coast Highway

I’ve spent much of my time not at the beach, but driving along the coast. I drive 5 miles, sometimes 50, to sit on the side of the PCH with one leg up and my seat reclined. I would journal, work on my school applications or respond to texts I haven’t gotten to in months. Sometimes the surge of traffic would make my car shake. Sometimes it’s so loud and cold that it’s not a pleasant experience at all. But it is my experience.