Oscillation. Such a complex word for such a simple action. Allison continued to watch the swinging weight trace intricate patterns in the sand.
She glanced at her watch. Thirty-five minutes! She’d been watching it for thirty-five minutes! This is not how she’d planned to spend her much needed vacation time. She had a whole list of things to see, places to explore, restaurants to -
She noticed that the shape and size of the shadow would change as the weight came towards her and receded. And a subtle change in the pattern.
This.
This was what she needed.
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Charliy Nash
Streams of consciousness with white water rapids.
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Well done!