We walked a good mile on the beach. The day was perfect. A nice breeze. A blue sky. No cloud to be found.
We walked. It was time to catch up.
That is what friends do.
They catch up with each other.
There is no facade. There is no posturing. There is a history. There is a shared journey.
There is a gentle inquiry on how it is all playing out.
The walk. Always welcomed.
In an age of social networks and emails, a good walk on a beach can't be touched.
Picked up a shell here and there. Saw young families bonding on the beach.
A walk with a friend without interruption.
That's all.