JustAnotherFellow

A beach with palm trees, white sand and clear blue waves, water as far as the eye can see. A blue sky with no clouds and a bright sun shining down at the water, making it glitter like jewels. Rocks surround the beach. Rocks with trees. There are no people. There is hardly any noise. Only the waves washing over the sand makes gentle splashing sounds. This is my paradise. This is where I escape to in my mind when something I don’t like is happening around me. It sounds like a cliché kind of paradise, doesn’t it? Well, maybe I’m one of those cliché guys. In fact, I’m not. I’m the quiet guy from the big ci