Sea Break

The sand squishes beneath my toes. I feel the warmth of each grain. I inhale deeply and, simultaneously both smell and taste the salty air. I stretch my arms above my head and listen to the small waves lap against the shoreline.

I open my eyes; sigh at the recreated memory, and get back to work.

By Sarah ©2017

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Prompt: Sammi Cox, A Month Of Mini Writing Challenges, Day 17. Task: Write a 50 word story on the theme of memory; and also, Daily Post Daily Prompt, recreate.