one very special day(weekend).

After goofing around, we finally sit down on the squeaky sand.  She wraps her arm around my back to support me and I place my cheek in the crook between her neck and her shoulder, just touching her collarbone. (my spot) She asks,

"Why do you like being by the water so much?"

I giggle for a while, because really, who doesn't like being by the water?  Then I realize it's actually a question.  She means it.  I think for a second.

"You know, I think it's because it's so incredibly chaotic.  The constant sound of the waves crashing, and the little white tips on the tops of the waves that just tell you that this water is MOVING.  It's chaotic and I can't control it.  So I let it take my chaos away from me.  Each wave takes my internal chaos and I can be at peace."