Midnight Dip in the Mediterranean
Was it the abundant wine, late hour, or vast sea that made us abandon care? We surrendered versions of ourselves that rarely escape. Some removed constricting clothing. Others seemed forgetful after wandering in with money belts still on. We embraced the opportunity to be liberated.
Sounds of simple pleasures filled our little piece of the beach. Laughing, conversations, and the splash, splash of the skipping stones (or sometimes plunk) teased our ears. Some people drifted off to sea, while others got to know hidden fragments of new friends. Life is good.