Distracted.

First it landed on my outstretched sandy leg. It shimmered in a blue and green iridescent
manner and made its awkward way up to my bare stomach. I shook it off without a thought and closed my eyes again. I could feel the sweat starting to appear on my forehead and above my lip. I pulled my hat lower over my eyes to block out the unwanted sun overhead. A loud shriek caused my left eye to open and locate its source. Two little children, one with an overuse of floaties strapped on his body and the other wearing the definition of pink, throwing sand at each other in enjoyment. It'll be turned into something ugly once one gets sand in the other's mouth or eye. Won't be long now.
A seagull lands not too far from my chair. A moment later another joins in the knowledge of something edible being near. Why can't they be like other birds? They wait around for humans to throw them crap. While normal birds go and find their own food. I wonder why I never see a nest near by, containing seagull eggs or baby seagulls.
My mind gives up the thought as my eyes divert to the subtle ocean. Waves follow waves like new blankets being stretched out over a warm bed, but instead roll back in. People bob up and down enjoying the ride, while some dive under; trying to miss the undertow.
A loud scream sounds from the odd two kids.
Mister floaty boy runs back to his mom, followed by his pink sister. And while all this happens the green and blue bug flies back to greet my leg as I try to go back to sleep.


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