i miss that first time you go to the beach, it's like the inauguration of summer. your skin is still winter-y pale and the sand under your bare feet feels so welcoming you want to get buried in it
i love watching kids play in the sand. it still makes me, at this age, want to dig up a big hole till i reach the water and make little sand hills.
i miss the first sunburn and the disregard for sunscreen.
i miss the first tread into the water, which is always freezing but gets warmer each day. i miss almost falling asleep in the sun after a day of getting in and out of the water. i even miss getting sand in my hair.
i miss hitting against the waves and getting teary eyed with salt water.
i miss having to hunt for a good spot on a crowded beach during the weekend. i miss how empty the beach is after all the weekenders are gone.
i miss staying at the beach until it's almost dark and there's no one else around. i miss the glow of skin after an after-beach, after-tan shower.
i miss the smell of the beach, cliche, but i do miss it
i miss losing flip flops in the sand and dropping my phone in the sand and covering up my ipod so it doesn't burn in the heat. i miss chilled water bottles stuck in the sand. i miss freska.
i miss waking up, going straight to the beach and doing nothing all day but swim and tan and maybe even play with the sand and a ball or something.
i really miss the beach and i can't wait to get that first splash, first sunburn and first saltwater sting.
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