The Carribean sun bore down on my skin, the pale orange beginning to creep into the sky, ready to set for the day.
For the next half hour or so, I found myself walkung along the beach. The sand felt like bliss squishing between my toes when I slipped my sandals off and carried them between my fingers.
It felt good to be out for a while. The sea air felt gloriously cool on my skin. I let my hair down to feel the breeze dance around my hair.
Not a soul in sight for miles, I slipped the beach top off and placed my belongings on the sand. At a leisurely pace, I began heading down into the water.
As I reached the edge of the shore, a soft wave engulfed my feet and the warm tropical water tickled my toes. Encouraged, I edged closer and closer in until the water was at my waistline.
I began
