By: Morgan Sliff
“Let the sea set you free.”
Most Sunday’s are amazing, others not. This Saturday night and Sunday was not. For some reason though, in the water I’m always smiling, and the ocean gets my head straight, at least while I’m in it’s grasp. The cold cocoon of the sea kept me out for nearly longer than I slept the previous night. 3 hours of liquid escape in Manhattan Beach passed by in the blink of an eye.
Tomorrow is another day. Another day with another wave.
