Loosing Track of Time

The Beach

There I was laying on the beach, soaking in the last drops of summer sun, before school started again. The golden rays warmed up my entire body, and made me feel like I was wrapped up in a comforting hug. I heard the ocean waves crashing and the sea gulls calling to each other. Children ran around laughing and jumping in the waves. The cooling breeze swept across the sand and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. I could have stayed there forever. It felt like time was moving in slow motion, in rhythm with the crashing of the waves. I wasn't sure how long I was laying there, but it didn't matter because I was relaxed and enjoying my final days on vacation. Without any schedule or clock, I could lose track of time very easily. Before I knew it the tide has risen. The water splashed over me, and woke me up from my daze. The cold, salty water brought me back to reality and made me realize that I had been laying there for hours. I was shocked! I quickly stood up and looked around. There were less people than before and I knew that it was time to go back home. I packed up my stuff, and headed home for dinner. I will always be able to lose time on the beach because it is the most relaxing place in the world.