Light and Shadow

There is a magic hour on the beaches of Rabbit Island in the summer, when the light and shadow is so intense and every little grain of sand wants to stand up and be counted.


I found this on a notepad I was going through to see if there is anything worth saving. I wrote this in Ben's car while waiting for him to finish work on Tuesday. It was probably intended for the opener of my Speech 2 at Toastmasters, I can't remember. But I didn't want to throw it away, so I'll share it here.

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