My happy place.

Tiny grains of sand went in between my toes as I walked towards the roaring waves. The crashing of the waves relaxed me. Occasionally, I would place my toes towards the water and let them cool off. Above me was the color combination of peach and crimson as the sun began to set for the other world to see. When I feel the humid air brush against my skin, I can't help, but feel refreshed. The only thing that can makes this moment any better is if I can have some delicious scones. Thinking about leaving this place makes me gloomy.