I think I made a small mistake today…

I went to the beach

a little too… unprepared.

The sun was warm,

the ocean was softer than it should be,

and somehow…

the sand ended up sticking to me

as if I had given it a reason.

Strange, isn’t it?

How something so simple

can cling to a woman like that.

Now I’m wondering…

was it just the water…

or the way I felt in my own skin?

Either way —

some things clearly don’t want to let go.

💭

Tell me…

what would you do if you were there?