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Listening To The Ocean Sounds

Lunch ended, and the afternoon sun began its slow descent toward the water. I moved to the cushioned chaise lounge positioned perfectly in the shade of an umbrella.

Leaning back, I allowed my eyelids to flutter shut, blocking out the visual world completely. The rhythmic crashing of the waves against the cliffs below created a hypnotic melody.

The tension that had lived in my shoulders for years finally began to dissolve into the sea air.