“She ran her fingers through the sand once again, noting the cyclical nature of life and her need for routine as much as for adventure. Her imprints left circles on their journey as she subconsciously scribbled. Markings remained, like the Japanese Enso motif; a mark created in a solitary brush stroke, and in doing so capturing the essence of a single moment. No time for correcting or perfecting. She rather liked this idea. ”
