It echoes with a finality.

All this mayhem is drivng me insane.
I can no longer take it, no longer stand it.
Bury the anger, an oncoming hell.
Overexcited.

It's like months since I do my walks across the beach. Thr's something about the stretch of sand, it seems to clear my mind on life's issues & relaxes me. Nth beats the feel of hearing the crash of waves & speeding on the cycling tracks. It kinds of give a surge of happiness without much effort. Just by the simple sounds of waves, it's one of the most beautiful things in the world. I realised a lot of things whn I am here in my sanctuary, reflecting on all the ups & downs of life. I wouldn't mind going to the beach evry single day. :-)
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