Time to begin again

Time to go back to University tomorrow, so it's time again to start walking down to the sea.
The sea can really cheer me up because its raw energy just lifts my spirit, but there is also another reason for going down there. When I go down to Moesgård beach, I think about a good friend of mine. She really misses the beach here in Denmark and I think of her when I see the water.
So what is so magic about the water? Well it's the memories mostly. Normally when people visits the beach, it's sunny and warm. Beaches can also host some really cool parties, I have never experienced one though but maybe I will someday. The memories are not all good though. Mostly walking with bare feet in the sand. Somehow I always find a way to cut my toes on the rocks or on hidden glass. There is sand everywhere. I had a friend a long time ago, who had on these really tiny speedoes. We went to the beach at the west coast and had fun. When we got home, he pulled down his speedoes and a pound of sand fell from his crutch onto my carpet. Since then I think of this really flabby guy dropping trow, and letting wet sand fall on my floor. Eww.
When my good friend returns to Århus, I hope that she will bring me some good memories from the beach. Just to be a part of her enthusiasm for the place will make it a good time for me. Also to see a sunrise or a sunset with a really good friend at the beach sounds so good, because it's with her.
Maybe I can take her fishing there at some point, even though she finds fishing really boring, but maybe she wont if I combine the fishing with a sunset or something similar. Well one can only hope.

Claus