I am on the beach looking at the sea. The sea is calm today. A fish is trying wiggle out of the grasp of a hungry bird. There's a fisherman's raft near the horizon. they seem to be out of luck. A bunch of happy kids run around, in and out of the water, as their mothers call them out.
The water is cold, but my legs appreciate it's freshness. The calendar stopped at October, yet my mind is dreaming of the summer to come.
