
I am walking on Venice beach. The white sand stretches before me. The smell of salty air fills my nose and the wind blows my hair in all directions. I see seagulls running to and from the waves. I see … Continue reading
I am walking on Venice beach. The white sand stretches before me. The smell of salty air fills my nose and the wind blows my hair in all directions. I see seagulls running to and from the waves. I see … Continue reading