Yesterday we just went to the beach instead of going up to the Eastern Shore. And once we got there, I left the group and began walking north. I eventually arrived to Fort Story and saw the lighthouses, and then, far in the distance, I saw a beautiful girl in a bright yellow bikini run into the waves. She was instantly more beautiful to me when I realized she was alone. Far up near the remains of an old fort, I saw her towel and bag where she had made her sunbathing spot. There was not a soul around, except for me walking by.
She kept swimming, and I kept walking.
I turned around after a while, and when I walked back by she was lying in her spot up near the fort.
Everything in me wanted to stop and talk, but I walked past and then paused to ponder the notion more intently before I was too far away. The waves tickled my feet. A dolphin swam in the distance. I wanted so badly to talk with the girl who was content to be alone.
I wondered about all the elements of who she might be deep in her soul. But, I never found out if any of them were true. Instead, I picked up a seashell to keep as a memento. It will forever remind me of the blonde sunbather in whom I saw a bit of myself.
Thank you, whoever you are.