The waves crash around me and I do not hear a single thing more. The lull of the tide envelops my body. The salt drying my skin. Although free as the gulls in the air, my body is restless. I feel trapped in the blistering sun. I long for travel...to wander as free as the interstate. The signs direct me towards "home". The place I've always been. The trapped forever feel of the beach taking me in. I watch as the sun reflects off of the water and wonder... where else can I go? I long to travel as the gulls to any beach I want, although I may never want to reside on the beach again.
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