October 30, 2009
Beautiful
As I sit on my terrace at night and stare out into the darkness, occasionally being jabbed by a hungry mosquito I can hear the waves crashing on the beach. What a beautiful and natural sound. Its so rhythmic and soothing. I’ve always wanted to live on the beach exactly for this reason- to hear the ocean in its continuous stirring. There’s something comforting about its regularity, like a ticking clock. That smell of sea-salt churned up in the air, the freshness of a sea breeze. Beautiful.
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mm, deliciously eloquent.
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