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'Therapy through Graves, Death, Grasshoppers and Ocean Views'

I've never felt more alive.

I went on an adventure to see some avoided history. Even with the sweltering temperatures the residents were cool and enjoying the gorgeous scenery. As I made my way up and down the rows of graves looking for an aesthetic tomb to take a shot of, I saw one without a name, it was high noon, I was dying of sweat and the cool grass beneath my feet was soft. I kept walking though and grabbed a glass of water from the pub across the road.

I waved good bye to Waverley Cemetery. Never to return.