By grasshopper6


Sometimes being is just enough.  Sitting in the sun, with the sound of waves in the background and the happy chatter of friends.  Sharing a sunset with strangers, and just because of that, feeling closer to them.  

They spotted me taking a picture of their dangling feet and offered me their smiley faces.  

And for a few minutes, I felt jubilation.  The joy of living.  Carefree, connected, flying with the gulls.  

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