The sun has barely risen and the air is close.
With each step, my feet sink into the sand. Sweat drips off my brow.
The water quietly laps at the shore as a troop of pelican skim the surface of a shallow wave.
A small tern swiftly dives in and retreats with his breakfast.
I pause from my walk, inhaling the salty air and taking a sip of cold water.
Quiet early mornings are a wonderful way to start a day.
If only this was how every day could start.