by Melanie Anderson

unset Park is a little piece of fairytale on the coast of one of the Great Lakes, about twenty or so minutes from where I live. It looks like just a hill with the lake in the distance until you are a couple feet from the edge and realize you are standing at the top of a wall of rock falling to the thin rocky beach below. It is one of my favorite places to go to. It feels like, for a brief period of time, I can actually step into a fairytale world, or at least the Atlantic coast. I could sit on the edge of one of the crags or stand on the beach below for hours, watching the sun's journey towards the western horizon and thinking. Because the whole atmosphere is very conducive for thinking.
On a recent visit to Sunset Park, I decided to watch the sunset alone from the beach at the foot of the crags. It's a rocky climb down, but if you just find the right place, it's not to steep. I climbed down to the edge of the water and sat on a log that had, some time back, tumbled down from the height above. I watched the waves rushing towards my feet and then falling back again into the vast expanse of water, which, at our point in the lake, looks like it could go on forever to the edge of the world.
As I sat there at the edge of the water, my mind deep in thought, I realized what I want to do with my life.