now, this is a place where i felt completely free. we skimmed over the tarmac and down a hill towards the place when she cries out in wonder. i, as always, am consumed by pixels so i miss a few moments of seeing the wonder. i regret not looking up straight away - if i had, i would have had known paradise a moment longer. and a moment in this place is like a beautiful eternity.
but i did look up soon after and i saw the white stretch in front of me as a horizon of blue lapped over it.
white. blue. blue.
this is a place where i felt the pureness of water surround me and the kindness of warmth. i helped the family and i smiled at the boy.
i had intended to leave my bed that night and run down to that beach and see what life really is.
but i slept instead. perhaps i would have met him if i had gone down to the ocean. perhaps we would have walked together.
or perhaps not.
either way, i am content in the fact i have seen w o n d e r
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