“Are you a mountain person or a beach person?”.
I don’t know. I love how the sky blushes like a bride during sunset on a beach. I love how it wraps itself up in clouds like a shy kid in the mountains. I love how the waves come and go, tease you by touching your feet and leave, back to the sea. I love how the chilly wind plays in your ears and then becomes silent in the hills. I love how the sky meets the mountains and how the moon pulls the water.
“But if you had to choose one?”
It’s like asking a parent to choose a favourite child. One hasn’t pissed me off enough to love the other more.
