October 18, 2006
It was the ugliest beach I'd ever been to, but still the power of the ocean rendered its beauty. I didn't expect this detour, but I could smell the shore and I had to find it, so my jeans dampened. The tide was reckless and disturbed, the waters murky and shaken. Behind the sand dunes were smoke stacks adding to the gray in the sky. But still the rays of the sun beat on my skin, my eyes still struggled to take it all in. My toes touched the water. It was the first time I'd dared to go alone.