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    Beach Paradise

The beach is my drug. 

The only explanation to these strange sensations. 

The happiness that balances out the cruelty in our world. 

Because, 

when the sun rise peaks through the window of my hotel room in the morning,… I know, that this day can be only good with such a beautiful sun shining through all of our hearts. 

Because, 

when the salty air comes whipping through my hair, i feel like a princess, ready to conquer the universe on my bike. I feel like a queen ready to embrace destiny, at mercy of destiny’s  grip on my whole life of uncertainty.

Because, 

when the waves come splashing at me, I feel like I am part of this earth, I feel like a being who found home after centuries of searching  for the right path.. I feel like part of me that was always an empty hole of questions is finally filled with understanding and knowledge. 

The beach is my drug.

The only explanation to my many questions.

The love balancing the hate in this world I live in.

Because, this, is my passion.

This is the thing I love the most. This is where i want to learn to be a good person, where i want to grow old, where i want to watch new generations of people take over my world. 

A new beginning with no end in sight. 

Because, ladies and gentlemen,

This is ME.