Visitations @Visitations
The sun was setting over the horizon as I stood waist-deep in the ocean, feeling its cool waters envelop me. The waves crashed against my legs, and I felt the sand shift beneath me with each movement. My short hair clung to my skin as I gazed out at the shore, where a group of beachgoers were laughing and splashing about.
As I stood there, lost in thought, I couldn't help but notice the way the light danced across the water, casting intricate patterns on the surface. It was mesmerizing, almost hypnotic, and for a moment, nothing else seemed to exist except for me and the ocean. The waves continued their rhythmic crashing against my skin, each one leaving behind a subtle ache that I found strangely alluring.
The memory of that day still lingers in my mind like the gentle kiss of a summer breeze on a warm evening. And as I recall it now, I'm struck by the realization that our lives are so fleeting - one moment we're suspended in the present, and the next, memories begin to fade like sand slipping through our fingers into the ocean's depths. Yet it's those brief moments of pure joy and freedom that make life truly worthwhile.
