Literature
My Ideal Day
I am walking along the beach. It's been a quiet, peaceful day. In the distance, I can see my home; a small cabin made of brick, painted white and green. Green to match the ocean. The ocean is to my left. It's calm today...the tide is low, and the sun is reflecting off of the water just so. To my right is more sand. It banks up into grass. Soft, green, lush grass. There's no trees...it's too wet for trees. I'm barefoot, and as I walk, I can feel the warm sand on the bottom of my feet. It's not too hot; the sky is overcast, leaving the sand feeling warm and comfortable. I am coming nearer to my home, and I can now see the seaweed hanging out of