As I dream of the sound of the sea, I begin to hear a rhythmic message washing me. I feel the bubbly tranquil water gliding across the sand and begin to caress my mind of the better things in life. A soft music note begins to weave a soothing pastel colored blanket that warms my heart and I begin to feel the tepid tranquil water beneath my feet.
As I take a step along the shore I look back to see where my feet have been. The impressions I have made in the compressed sand have started to wash away but with every step I take a new clear image appears on the sandy shore.
I guess the secret to a happy life is to find yourself a beach that you love and keep making impressions and never stop.
