There was something about the sky that afternoon; it looked as tumultuous as the sea. There were only a handful of people on the shore - most of them surfers, wrapping up their day. It was windy, but not unpleasant. We sat quietly for a while, staring at the waves as they broke and tumbled and reformed, again and again and again. The colors of the scene didn't dare mix together, and there was a sort of symmetry in the mess. I felt peaceful and still, unbound by time and one with my deepest thoughts, as I always do when facing the sea.
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From my heart to yours.
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