Swimming. {OPEN}
Nov 27, 2011 15:48:36 GMT -5
Post by lydia on Nov 27, 2011 15:48:36 GMT -5
I wake before dawn, feeling the call of the ocean. I need to feel that ocean air on my face, have my long hair lifted away from me on the current. I get ready to go for a swim, hoping to be back before my parents get up. They already have too much to worry about.
I run down too the ocean, taking deep breaths of salty air. This is what I live for. The feel of the sand between my toes. I sit on the beach and watch the sun come up over the ocean, then dive in.
The cold water hits me, briefly shocking every nerve in my body. Then, adjusting, i swim back and forth along the beach, warming my limbs. I get lost in the feel of the ocean, the taste of the salt. Before I know it, it's noon and by now my parents are probably worried. I run up a beach and into a girl.
I run down too the ocean, taking deep breaths of salty air. This is what I live for. The feel of the sand between my toes. I sit on the beach and watch the sun come up over the ocean, then dive in.
The cold water hits me, briefly shocking every nerve in my body. Then, adjusting, i swim back and forth along the beach, warming my limbs. I get lost in the feel of the ocean, the taste of the salt. Before I know it, it's noon and by now my parents are probably worried. I run up a beach and into a girl.
