I need to run away to a beach closer to the Equator than where I am now. I need to rest, read, listen to music, and only move when I want.
I need to do a brain dump and think about nothing for a couple of days while watching white waves roll in and out, the sky change color and beach people.
I need to hear that subdued, low-level roar that is uniquely ocean waters hitting the beach, because somehow that is one of the most soothing noises I know.
From behind black sun glasses, I need to watch the sun move across a bright blue sky, and the shadows of palm trees and cabana huts dance on pristine white sand.
I need to feel warm, white sand between my toes, bright blue water wash over me, and the heat of the sun kissing my SPF50-drenched skin.
I need to drift in out and of sleep during an afternoon spent on a chaise lounge under a palm tree, waking only to put on more sunscreen or get a cold drink.
I need to watch a sunset painting the sky all kinds of colors, and feel cool evening breezes begin their dance.
I need to just sit on a beach somewhere... soon, I hope.