The warm salty breeze blows through my hair, it blows on and rustles the tall beach grass as it passes, making a sound somehow, comforting. The sand rubs between my toes; soon another wave washes in, cooling my feet. Like the receding wave, my worries are pulled away; I forget for a moment my troubles, if for but a moment. Things somehow make sense where they once made no sense at all, my thoughts are clear, like the endless blue sky. Why do I worry about what I worry about? Why do I fear what I fear? Why do I give up and give in when I do not want to and have no need to? The things that seem the most complicated become the simplest; the things that seem so important seem so trivial. That’s why I love the beach =)