Personal Narrative: My Way To The Water
Swaying in the wind, was a yellow flag; letting me know that the water was moderate but safe to enter. Once I could see the sand I removed my shoes and socks and prepared to feel the warmth of the sand between my toes. Warm, grainy sand hid between my toes and cling to my feet as I made my way to the water. Using the sound of the waves as company, I meandered along the shore. I was thinking of a way to embrace my assignment; I had to spend time alone. It was time for me to appreciate doing nothing. Usually, I pride myself on self-discovery and spending time alone. Today, however, felt unordinary I was not accompanied by my iPhone. I never realized how much I depend on it. It is my clock, watch, timer, calendar, file organizer, and connection