Annnnd that is where you would lose me. I enjoy night time strolls. On a seaside adventure. The mix of stars and the reflection on the water. The sounds of the water lapping against the coast. The smell that is so distinctive to call it the ocean. Sand between my toes as I walk without shoes. All of that is ruined with the sounds of people. The judgmental looks. The bratty kids who think it funny to throw sand at everyone. The people whizzing in the water. And the mounds of trash. People is not why I would go.
“People, Sire.”
Annnnd that is where you would lose me. I enjoy night time strolls. On a seaside adventure. The mix of stars and the reflection on the water. The sounds of the water lapping against the coast. The smell that is so distinctive to call it the ocean. Sand between my toes as I walk without shoes. All of that is ruined with the sounds of people. The judgmental looks. The bratty kids who think it funny to throw sand at everyone. The people whizzing in the water. And the mounds of trash. People is not why I would go.