Sea, sand and sun.

Walking on the beach, with my feet going
in and out the sand. Just like a story or
life. You go in and go out again, but you
always start a new story. You always go in
and out again; it never stops.

That was what I was thinking about last night,
going in and out always prepared for a new adventure.

I don't know if anybody has read my blog yet, I hope
someone did, otherwise if anyone is reading my blog:
comment and say what I can do better.

Thanks a lot.

EV Fenton.