The journaling goes like this:
The view from my living room window the day after a storm. The ocean is wild and the waves are beating the rocky shore. I have a love hate relationship with my view. I love the ocean that wild, it’s just a reminder of how magnificent and majestic nature is. I hate the ocean when my husband is out on sea and this is my view. It’s dangerous and it’s glorious. And it is the view I have.