I love how the waves lap against the shore always. In the hottest of summer days and those dark winter nights the ocean is always there, moving. Beautiful yet so deadly. I love the beach in winter, being sat surrounded by snow and the biting wind alone with my thoughts and a flask of coffe, watching the tide roll in or be dragged out. I often wonder where I would end up if I just got in a boat and let the wind and the waves carry me across that wide expanse of ocean and how long it be before I saw another boat or another person.
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26-30, F
Sep 2, 2012