Doesn't mean going to the beach.
Life happens.
Routine entrench.
And though it is a short trip,
it is a drive (or a bike ride) away.
But then
on the other side of the continent some ask,
"How's your beach?"
And you realize
you haven't been there in years,
felt the sand,
walked in the water.
Commitment made:
walk on the beach sand every week or so.
Splash.
Bring home shells.
