The Perfect Spot

There's something I've always loved about the beach. And I'm not sure why because I can't swin and have no desire to swim. What's even funnier is if you leave me out there for more than an hour or two I look like I'm Larry the Lobster's long lost sister. So my love for the beach is a little strange to say the least. I'd love to have a house along the beach, but not so much to sit there all day. Though I do love watching the way the waves crash against the sand. But more so I could take a morning stroll along the shoreline and another one in the late afternoon. For some reason, there's always been something about the shoreline that I've found fascinating. You know that sweet spot where the water and sand meet. I've always loved walking along the beach from one end to the other along the shoreline. There's something about that spot that always enticed me. For as long as I can remember I've been entranced by it and found it absolutely beautiful. Maybe because if you ask me it's the perfect spot on the beach. Hey, it's the spot where the sand and the water meet. And I always say can you imagine one without the other. So to me it makes perfect sense that the best place would be where the sand and sea meet. I doubt I'm wrong because look at how many others agree. The crabs and other sea creatures, children, and young and old lovers alike all go there to frolick. They all can't be wrong, there must be something there. Personally I just think it's that the sea and the sand is the perfect merger.