Wednesday, February 23, 2011

The worst day at the beach....

...is still better than the best day in cubicle. 

If I could afford to live at the beach, even be homeless at the beach, I would be all over it. There is something about the sea that inspires; at least me. The smell of the salt air, the sounds of the crashing waves, the patterns that only nature can create and the constant movement of the world captured and on display twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. How can one not be inspired.