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Baggy and Ruthie decide to head down to nab some poolside lounge chairs, but I opt to take advantage of being so near the sea and tell them I’m going for a swim in the ocean. They both seem a little surprised at this newly discovered, somewhat adventurous streak in me, but they refrain from commenting on it.
The pale, large-grain sand tickles my toes as I walk along the shoreline. I stop and gaze out over the water, letting the wind and fresh air sweep over me. I stand there wondering if it’s possible to actually smell sunshine. Inhaling the faint scents of salty water, marine life, fresh pineapple, coconut tanning oil, and some tropical flower, I decide that this must be exactly what sunshine smells like—and happiness. I am breathing in the aroma of pure happiness.
I peel my black c
