The beach in Florida is where I used to go, all most every weekend . Even as I was learning to walk, I stumbled and fell and crawled aloud it. I grew up there. It was where my heart felt at peace, and where I was ment to be. It was home to me. When I had no other place, where I felt like I was safe, or happy, or wanted. The beach comforted me. A found childhood memory.
