The beach was wide and flat, glistening from the previously high tides. The waves were now low and tame as the moon began to pull them shorter into the night, but if you listened hard enough you could hear them kiss the beach. The water was as silky as glass. The sky was streaked and colorful, changing every so often—from warm to cool effortlessly—almost like it was putting on its best show for us. The world’s massive volume made sense standing on that cliff. I’d forgotten how small the sea makes me feel—it’d been so long since I was near it.
Ruby Beach, WA
"I need the sea because it teaches me." Pablo Neruda
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