I had a dream last night that I just didn't want to wake up from. I was back in South Fla. I had just walked onto the beach. It was wonderful! I could actually feel the sand on my feet, and smell the ocean in the air. I looked up and saw the old water tower that had been painted aqua, and had the design of a beach ball on it. I then had to wake up. Oh I wanted to stay on the beach forever, it had been too long.
My Favorite Place
If you know me, or spend any amount of time with me, you WILL find out that the beach is my FAVORITE place to go. I have been met with a lot of superise, especially "But you can't swim"!? My answer is always the same. I don't go to swim, I go to relax. I smell the air, listen to the waves crashing around me, and feel the sand beneath my toes. It's my happy place. No matter what is going on I'm my life, or whatever stressors are going on they vanish. A major benefit to living in Florida for the majority of my childhood was the frequent visits there. Her in Ga, it takes about 2 hours to go to a REAL beach. Granted, it takes longer, but when you get there, and feel your body begin to relax, you realize it's worth it.
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