A Day at the Beach

I am the kind of person who likes to go to the beach all of the time and in all kinds of weather. I respect many warm, sunny beautiful twenty-four hourss on the sand and in the refreshing urine.I also enjoy the scent of a rainy day at the beach and the sight of the rain joining the lake, as if the water is coming home. Indeed, the beach has provided many happy memories for me. It is one of my favorite places on earth to go both with friends and alone. However, there was one very peculiar(a) day at the beach that tops all of the opposite quantify I have spent there.On this particular night, the evening sun had beneficial begun to set and the heat of the day was wearing off as I drove to the beach. I was all alone this evening and had just enjoyed a nice light dinner at my favorite outdoor bistro with my cousin, Paulette. We had grand conversation, as we always do, and I felt invigorated before I even headed off to my retreat at the beach. All four of my windows were down, so t he air passing through the car felt as if I were standing atop a windy cliff. The breeze felt golden on my skin, as if I were slipping into soft silken sheets on a brisk evening.I had the radio on my favorite station, and the music was as sporty as I could stand it, but not loud enough to distract me from using all of my other senses to enjoy my surroundings. I could still hear the wind rushing through my car and the clout of the lake against the breakers. I could also hear the softer laps of water as I get across over bridges and sections of road that bordered the water.I could see the orange ill-humoured yellow sun setting over the shimmering water, with its rays stretching seemingly for miles. I smel direct all of the various scents of the lake and I could still taste the salmon salad that I had just enjoyed with cousin. Life was wonderful. I was in touch with nature.I pulled into my usual position get along, a grassy but easily accessible rest spot along the road. I casua lly climbed down the rocky wall that led me to my usual spot of respite.I noticed that tonight, I was alone. There were no other beings around me and not a car passed for at least cardinal five minutes. During this time of solidarity, I enjoyed myself. I took time to be introverted and to have a conversation with myself. In a spot where I had come and enjoyed the company of many people in my life, I nowadays spent time getting to know myself. I felt at peace and whole by the time the first car whizzed previous(prenominal) my encampment.While being alone may not suit everyone, in it I found strength and happiness. A very typical day and a very common place ended up leading to my close to memorable day on the beach. The stretching miles of sun rays on the water, the cool, crisp, novel air, and the heavenly breeze brought with them a peace I had never go through before. The atmosphere was perfect, the day was beautiful, and I was enlightened.