by Cassandra Dias
To me, the ocean feels like a home away from home.
I could have spent hours up on that pier, looking down at the waves rolling past me. The way they folded upon themselves with such ease, overlapping each other; the surfers gliding over and slipping under them. I was in awe of those perfect, glassy shades of turquoise and sea foam green.
I was in awe of those perfect, glassy shades of turquoise and sea foam green.I watched as those white fizzy bubbles would eagerly rush up onto the golden sand, and then, just as quickly, recede back into the blue just to swell up once more and do it all over again.
For a brief half an hour in a busy day, this was my happy place.
Hermosa Beach Pier //
1 Pier Ave.
Hermosa Beach, CA 90254
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