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.
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