It was early one weekday morning. We had work, we had study to do, the water was freezing and it was forecast to rain, so we decided to go to the beach. It is a place that I don't just like. It means more to me than that.
I live it, I breathe it. I can't live without it. I basically came out of my mothers womb and strait into the ocean. It doesn't matter what kind of water craft I am on. It doesn't matter what kind of waves are happening, if any. What matters, is that I can go to the beach and be surrounded by nothing but water, sun and sand.
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