GENA IS LOVE

My feet my dipped into the cold icy sea water, yet i could feel nothing. i pushed my fingers into the wet soaky sand, lifting the sand particles up. i threw those on my hand into the sea in front of me. i closed my eyes and lifted up my head, trying to enjoy the patting of raindrops on my face. the music of the ocean's wave cmbined with the continuous dropping of rain eased my mind. when i opened my eyes,i could see nothing but this small little distinct seagull flying across the surface of the ocean. "how i wished i was as free as the bird, flying freely across the sea." i wondered to myself. i picked myself up and walked along the beach. water was dripping down from my face, hair and clothes. my feet sank with each step i made, and embroidered it with my dainty footprint. the feeling of nothing to think about was heavenly. my heart stopped aching only for that period of time. i wished it had lasted longer. soon, the rain stopped and the sun shone. all the hurt and unpleasant memories came rushing back. taking a stroll on the beach on the most frightful weather is my favourite getaway in such a situation