Sometimes you just need a day to yourself to play on the secret beach and hide in the cool, soft leaves; to be quiet and alone with your thoughts. To walk through the sweet-smelling air, and continue down, down, further down still, until you're back where you belong. Nothing but the almost-white-noise of the waves to soothe the harsh voice of reflection. Just me and the sea.
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