Day Twelve... (Love)

I love being at the beach with a book in one hand and a nice cold drink in the other. Most people use drugs to escape from their own reality, but I've always preferred to use books as my escape. Even when I used drugs, I still preferred books. I love getting lost in the written word. And I love being at the beach where everything smells fresh and unpolluted and all you see for miles is beautiful water and sand. And as for that cold drink... Either a nice cold beer, soda, or yummy pina colada will suffice.

The cure for anything is salt water...

...sweat, tears, or the sea.