On the beauty of the beach shrouded in gentle fog, I arrived in my car and left my shoes and socks beneath the steering wheel. I walked down to the beach, first navigating through the dry sand before reaching the wet sand. My toes curled into the soft, wet sand, leaving a faint trail behind me with each step. Every few moments, I paused, raised my arms, and absorbed the tranquillity that surrounded me. As I resumed walking, grains of sand clung to my toes. All I could hear was the muffled splash of the calm surf.
The wind was still, and the trees hidden in the fog offered not even a whisper. I stopped once more, and instead of raising both arms to feel at peace, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. The scent of the sea was refreshing, but from the concealed greenery came another uplifting aroma—a fresh scent of life and rejuvenation. I stood there for some time, eyes closed, taking deep breaths one after another.
Eventually, it was time to return to my daily routine. I walked back to the car, put on my shoes and socks, and started the engine. Before pulling away, I leaned out the window for one last breath of the salty air. Then, with a smile, I drove off.
