Probably gonna hold your hand on the beach. I’ll take a dip in the water practically forcing you to follow me. As you turn your back for a moment placing your belongs on a rock untouchable by the water, I will have drifted to a seemly unreachable area. You’ll swim faster and I’ll be riding the waves helped by the wind. You’ll swim at an inhuman pace. Only to be defeated by the growing waves and dangerous distance pushing your stamina to its limit. You’ll stop and observe as the reality sets in. I will forever float and you’ll forever wonder where I am. My adventure has just started. We are surely to never meet again. Thank you, your long lost beach ball.