Here i was sitting on a beutiful beach. The sun was glisening and i could hear the nice roar of the waves at the distance. I held a handful of sand and felt the warmth against my skin. I will never forget the breeze. It was like a little tickle on my face that would wisper little words. I could also feel against my forhead the salty mist coming from the ocean. At the moment all i could thing was that i wished this moment would last forever and i would never have to leavethat is until i heard my mom at the distance saying c´mon sara time to go. I felt that odd sadness at the pit of my stomach and coudnt wait to come back in a few months.
May 6, 2011