Body Surfing

Most days I go to the beach. I like to sit in the warm sand and watch the waves. Like a parking lot, the beach is heaving with day trippers who have come to play. Mostly I like to watch the body surfers, as they maneuver and swim out brave. I have known this rush of speed and foam crashing over the tops of breaking waves. But lately I prefer to sit and breathe, and catch some whiffs of my long lost days.