An evening on the beach. It's quiet.
The wind is blowing just enough to allow a zip-up hoodie.
The waves roll steadily- a sound and a smell that are oh, so familiar.
There's just enough cloud cover and just enough setting sun to create a deep green/red hue on the shoreline filled with trees.
The soft, muted blue and the light colored sand are the perfect combination.
The air I breathe is heavier- but not in an oppressive way.
It's almost...healing. Or maybe fulfilling. Or maybe a word of it's own.
It's as if right now, everything is perfect.
Peaceful, calm, and right.
This is the place where I just feel...content.
No matter what happens during the year, all is the same again.
It's a haven- a place where all fear, doubt, and responsibility are left behind for awhile.
Because here....I'm allowed to breathe.
No expectations.
Just breathe.
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