From here you can see the small islands scattered around the area, clean white beaches and ever pulsing ocean. My hair's blown across my face and into my mouth with the strong winds, a reminder of how long its getting. It tastes salty, I've taken to chewing on the string of my necklace too, sucking the salt out and inevitably a lot of dirt and sweat. My skins slightly damp from the sea spray, I feel so alive and free, as if I could jump into the sea if it wasn't for the masses of rocks below and higher than usual shark threat.
