Undertow

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A trip to the beach.

"I hate the beach!" you cry.

Yet we aren't there 5min and you're soaked.

There is a fantastic undertow today.

And you love the feeling.

You dig your toes in to the sand as the waves crash onto shore.

And then as the tide retreats so does the sand.

Rapidly dissolving away from under your feet.

I remember this feeling as child.

Almost like you are magically walking on water.

Being pulled out with the rushing of the tide.

It gives me great pleasure to watch you engrossed with the sea.