I Need the Beach...

I woke up with the smell of dust clogging my nostrils.

Yes...
The Haze is back!

In fact, the newspapers have been warning us about it for a week or so already...
It's getting so bad that if you like smoked meat, just leave the duck or ham on the table and you'll get your smoked meat...

I've been longing for the sand and the sea... The Beach

Actually... I've been wondering why I long to be near the shore.

Did a whole lot of thinking...
Then realised that the Beach is where I felt the safest, where my best memories were formed.
During my childhood, I spent almost every alternate day at the East Coast, going up to perfect strangers and making friends (nevermind that they were twice or thrice my age),
learning how to ride a bike from a guy my age (where are you now?), Mom or Dad bringing me out on their surfboard, letting me kneel in front of the board as they wind-surfed (the wind-in-hair thing really rocked)...

I miss those times...

Many things have been happening and I'm not complaining because it's all part of living a life..
But that's probably the reason why 'I Need the Beach'.

Where is the place you miss most?
Where did you have the best times of your childhood?
Where did you feel the safest?
Where is the place you would never get bored of?
Which is your 'place of retreat'?

Maybe it's time to re-visit that place...
To find yourself again, to re-charge...

What say you?