It was one of those days at the beach. It was early enough that there weren't a lot of people there yet. But there were people. All to the east of the pier. The light was not yet harsh. And there was a sweet breeze.
I took a stroll to the west of the pier. Complete solitude. I love that about our beaches. You can always find a beach that is devoid of any other person. Sometimes you have to go towards Fort Pickens, or towards Navarre in the other direction, but you can find solitude if you wish.
|"A dream you dream alone is only a dream. A dream you dream together is reality."|
¸.•*´¨`♥ John Lennon
|"I wrote you a poem. The last word is seagulls."|
¸.•*´¨`♥ Michael Scott
|"Fantasy tastes of habaneros and honey, cinnamon and cloves, rare red meat and wines as sweet as summer."|
¸.•*´¨`♥ George R.R. Martin
|"The heart was made to be broken."|
¸.•*´¨`♥ Oscar Wilde
|"We spend our life, it's ours, trying to bring together in the same instant a ray of sunshine and a free bench"|
¸.•*´¨`♥ Samuel Beckett
|"A straight line is not the shortest distance between two points."|
¸.•*´¨`♥ Madeleine L'Engle (A Wrinkle in Time)
|"Actually, my eyes are usually described as golden...and luminous."|
¸.•*´¨`♥ Cassandra Clare (City of Bones)