Standing on the beach watching the waves roll in and break on the shore, water spreading across the sand in flat layers of foam. The tide washes over your feet, dragging the sand out from under you.
Back … and forth. In … and out.
Your feet begin to sink. If you stand still long enough, you are no longer on the beach, but in it.
It’s a timeless kind of moment. A moment for thinking, for reflecting, for dreaming…
Or just for being.