No. 199 plajda çıplak yürüyüş

“On a beach in the evening, every time I pass someone, the sound of the waves seems to get a little louder.” I'm Megumi. I'm walking slowly, barefoot, along the beach as the sun begins to set. The coolness of the sand and the sensation of the receding waves tickling my feet. In the distance, there are surfers and couples picking up seashells. For some reason, I feel like the distance between me and the people I pass naturally gets closer at the seaside.
Some people say “Hello,” while others just give a silent nod—and that's nice too. I'm not looking for anyone in particular, but these “fleeting moments of passing by” make my walk on the beach all the richer. The wind ruffles my hair, and the hem of my skirt flutters. As the horizon turns orange, I simply stand there and feel something inside me being cleansed.
Come join me on a walk along Megumi's seashore.