Move Me – the beach
Part of the free writing assignment I gave myself for Monday is below. Remember – this is raw: no edits, no wordsmithing, and not much sleep:
The white sands are soft and cool on my bare feet. Walking on the beach is relaxing – more relaxing than I remember from the last time I was on the Gulf coast just over a year ago. Soft southern drawls are everywhere and people go out of their way to point out the regional attractions, including restaurants, beachside bars, and shops. On a lark, I picked up a real estate business card that was left on the table of the hotel where I am staying. I could never afford to live here, but I can still want to.
Sunny, windy days with bronzed (probably locals) or pinked (obviously tourists) bodies wandering around gives me the impression of perpetual leisure. Even the barkeep is laid back – as if his job was a vacation. And while my conference is stressful, with so much to learn and not much time, I can feel my steps slow, my heart rate drop and my blood pressure moderate from hearing the surf crash on the beach, just beyond my balcony door.
What moves you to write? Your surroundings? Your friends or family? Your life?
move me, beach, Pensacola, free writing, relax
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