By wolfscreamer
Date: 2003 Oct 19
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Barefoot in the waves

Last night I walked along the shoreline,crazy in October but the cold guaranteed I would be the only one there.Pitch black apart from the occasional moon flashes as the clouds passed overhead,all I could hear was the sound of the waves and somewhere in the distance the sound of late night revellers on their way home,the voices carried on the night air just made out in the silence of the small hours.The comfort and warmth of my home left behind I walked for what seemed like hours and found myself perched on a sand dune some way from the waves which I could now hear but not see.Oddly though I have not smoked a cigarette for over 20 years I bought a pack thinking I would throw most of them away,sitting on a beach alone a cigarette becomes a welcome friend.Time is indeed relative and what I thought was 2 hours turned into dawn and around my feet was the majority of the pack of cigarettes.Although still cold I trudged through the wet sand to the outgoing tide,in the distance I could see another lone soul out for an early morning dog walk.In need of a wake up I strolled barefoot into the receding waves and stared out into the distance as the sun began to cast its rays onto the early morning sky,and I missed you all over again.