The Beach

I often have trouble reading while at the beach. Uncharacteristically, I don’t become engrossed in my book but find myself just watching and letting my mind wander. Today at the beach I realized that this is the one venue where I am truly able to be in the moment. It’s normally pretty difficult for me to do that, but at the beach what I have always dismissed as distraction is, I think, anything but. My mind is clear, I’m relaxed, I’m listening to the repetitive sound of the water and the various conversations and interactions taking place around me. I’m not really thinking about anything, and it always feels good. For some reason I have trouble doing this almost anywhere else. I’ll have to try and replicate it at other times in other places.