Morning walk

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Woke up to the sound of a cock calling. Seven in the morning, missed the sunrise, but it's still tranquil and the sun is still rising.

I went down to the sea, mere a minute or two from my resort. I sat down, and my feet made tracks. Tracks I made hours earlier, around midnight, have been washed away, gone as if I was never there.

And I realised... It's been ages since I last stood on a beach and let the and tickle my feet. It's been far too long since I heard the sea wave and watched it ebb and flow. It's been far too long since I last heard such gentle, soothing sounds...

What a beautiful way to start the day, start a new day in my life.