October 5, 2016

Walking on the hot sand
I feel the breeze go through my hair
I hear the waves crash

I sit back with an Iced tea in my hand
my Music blasting through my earphones
I Watch as surfers glide through waves;my head nods off
I sleep

I wake up
Not a thought in my mind
No worries
Just a beach, the sun, and the water
Just me

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