It does not have to be as grand as the sun setting or rising. It can be as simple as a single “Hello” leading into casual conversation.
Be easy.
Because you’re living those small moments now.
-Nimbles
It does not have to be as grand as the sun setting or rising. As I’m driving along PCH, I roll down my window and in comes a comforting scent, the beach. Sniff-sniff. Sniff-sniff. The teasing smell of salty water goodness, cheap acidic suntan lotion, and burning charcoals on barbeque grills leave my nose sniffing for more. I can already feel the sand in between my toes. It’s like I’m back at my home town.
I haven’t been to the beach since 2 summers ago. I love the beach, the beach is my spot! It’s where I could always go recharge my inner energy while have a blast at the same time. Today when I opened my front door to get the mail, this wave of heat rushed in and onto me and I said to myself, today would be a nice day to go to the beach... Then I asked myself. Why not then? I am off today… Immediately after I finish lunch, put on some board shorts (oh how nice it feels to wear these again!), and eagerly get into my car and drive down Brookhurst Street. After I park and walk down the main street towards the pier, I look around to the shops, restaurants, and people all over wearing board shorts / bikinis; something clicks. I feel strangely at home and that’s when I realized my old beach bum side came out. I am not gonna lie, I really miss these days so much. I’m totally a white washed Asian in disguise… Seeing all the surfers, volley ball players, and beach cruisers really showed so much life here today at the beach (when I thought it’s winter and it’ll be dead) and I wish I could be more apart of this. I feel, alive to be here. I then ask myself, where have I been…?
I’ve missed having sand in all the wrong places :P
Kevin C. Nguyen
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