A Story A Day. Story 257 of 365: Beach.

During days like that she liked to go to the beach. There was no one because it was windy and the waves were wild. Yet, she would spend hours sitting staring at them. It was hypnotic. She enjoyed, specially, summer days when the beach was empty for some hours, people hiding away from the rain and the wind. It was like being in a desert, the immensity of the sea and the beach all to herself. Most of the days she went there, there weren't even birds, as if they were too scared of the strong wind gusts. But she prevailed. As soon as the sun came out, however, she would leave, the magic lost. After all, she was looking for a connection with the earth, a connection she could not make with other people around.