There’s a holiday next week and I can’t decide what to do. I have a lot of work to do at home, and this is would be a good chance to do it. But I’d rather not spend the holiday that way. I can work at home all the rest of the year.
Last year I went north to the mountains. Everything was beautiful, but it is too cold this time of year. And it’s really too far to go for a short holiday. I have decided that this is not a good time to go to the mountains. But I do want to go someplace.
Perhaps this would be a good chance to go to the beach. I like to go for walks along the seashore in the warm sunshine and watch the water. It’s only about eighty miles and I could get there in about two hours. After hinking it over, I’m sure that this is a better time for the seashore than the mountains. I guess I’ll plan to go to the beach next week.
Oh, here’s a letter from Jim. He says he is going to his house in the mountains for the holiday, and he wants me to go with him. After giving it some more thought, I guess it wasn’t really too cold last year, and perhaps it might rain at the seashore and then I wouldn’t enjoy it at all. The mountains are only 300 miles away. I think I’ll write Jim right now and tell him I’ll go with him.
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