Grye casually watched the waves crash amongst each other. Floating around on his rocky recliner, he took the time to enjoy the smaller things in life.
"Why can't more days be like this?" He said to himself.
As the breeze blew over him, he closed his eyes and relaxed for what felt like the first time in days. The only thing that would make this any better was someone to talk to, but beggers can't be choosers.
"Why can't more days be like this?" He said to himself.
As the breeze blew over him, he closed his eyes and relaxed for what felt like the first time in days. The only thing that would make this any better was someone to talk to, but beggers can't be choosers.