I close my eyes and hear the ocean, as if the sound of folding waves might be caught in the leaves of the trees, their branches in bloom, billowing in the summer breeze that blows beyond my bedroom window.

I feel the calm of it all. I am centered, grounded and at ease, I am at peace. Remembering our footprints in the sands of Saint-Jean-de-Luz… The beads of my bracelet hang loose at my wrist. I toy with their knot, my fingers nibbling at the thread. Wishing you were here, to tie me to my bed.