For some unexplainable reason - the linear mind never knows beforehand but always pretends to know (if it's not controlled, given its proper role all over again) - yesterday I wanted to take a short stroll by the beach. I don't like the cold and wind. Yesterday was a windy, winter's day!
The waves were hitting the shore in rage, the wind was blowing my hair all over the place, the sky was gray, the clouds were piling up, moving closer and seeming highly threatening. Oddly enough, I wasn't feeling cold, but I still had no idea why I was there, other than "taking a walk on the beach on a winter's day" wasn't in my experiences. So, I enjoyed, I observed, I sensed, I emptied my mind...
