Lonely Footprints

I awoke early this morning with my dark passenger, a headache which inevitably comes when sleeping badly. So I headed for the beach for some me alone time and headed south down the coastline.

The sand was cold but the water warm and by the time the sun finally peeked above the horizon, I had left a lonely trail of footprints in the sand. Looking back it did look like I was all alone on that beach while the surge tried to erase my lonely existence.