I don’t get the beach (#114 of 365)

I don’t get the beach.

I don’t get the beach. I love listening to it. At night with the window open and drifting to sleep. I love watching waves crash through a window of a restaurant, eating a great meal.

But I don’t get the beach. The sand is rough and piping hot. The water pummels towards you and knocks you over. It dunks you under and fills you with salty unpleasant water.

I don’t get the beach.

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