He looked back to the sea one last time as he walked away just like he does it every time. He doesn't want to go, he wants to stay at the beach every day if he could watch the sunrise and the sunset if he could just lay there under the stars with the gentle breeze embracing him in a protective cocoon if he could, he would but not today, he has work, a life to live and until then he would come back until the day he has nothing to give to the world then only he will reside here permanently.