there's something about the beach when it's winter.
because during the summer i spend lots of time there i forget how special it is, and how some people don't live near ocean.
there is something about those cold waves crashing on the shore, the sun is shining but it sends you chills, and no one is to be found in the water. i could stare at it forever, watch the waves rise, crash, rise, crash, and not get bored. that constant wonder i have about the beach is like my wonder for God. It's so amazing, but I'm not quite sure how it works. It leaves me wondering, breatheless, and eager to share the beauty with someone else. Being at the beach, sitting there in silence just watching for the next wave to rise, is somehow so profound and amazing for me. I can't really describe. Simple memories like that are some of my very favorites.
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