To the Beach

            At some points in my life, I just want to disappear and escape my life. At these times, I want to go to the beach and spend some time alone. I want to be with the sea, the waves. I think the beach is the most peaceful comfort I’d ever have. It surely won’t talk. It would just listen. I can even scream at it if I want to. However, I’d prefer to just sit on the sand and stare at it. The silence in the beach is the most comforting company I’d ever have. It’s to the beach I want to go to if the pressure is just too much. However, still, though this is the case, I find myself riding and travelling to no particular direction when everything’s just too much, when I can’t take things anymore. I just want to feel the wind against me and release everything by just driving it all away. Sometimes I just feel that the bike that I am driving and my spirit are one. It’s really a connection that I feel everytime I drive and explore the roads on my own.