The beach

A cloudless sky enveloping us like a blanket
seagulls squawking, bickering over food
the ecstatic cries of surfers when they catch a good wave
the salty air, clearing my mind
hot chips, awakening a hungry monster deep in my stomach 
the ocean breeze gently tickling my tongue
a salty, flavour-filled chip as I pop it in my mouth.
calm and safe