Track in the Sand

“The tide hadn’t yet erase the morning’s adventures-only a set of tracks stretching across the sand, leading somewhere between freedom and memory”

Sometimes, its not just about the view, its about where you’ve been, the weight of the wheels and the people who are there beside you. This moment frozen in time reminds me even in stillness, there’s a journey etched quietly in the sand. The sea may wash them away, but the journey always leaves a mark on the heart.