In response to the ALM Writes prompts.
The ocean waves lapped over her feet. Even though the water was refreshing, it reminded her how tired she was. The act of going to bed was tiring. She wondered why she even bothered. The waves frothed up, and then another one came along and erased the previous wave’s existence. “Is life like that?” she wondered. Water bubbled up, then rushed back to the mass of the ocean, then reappeared. “Do we lose ourselves within our body, reemerging again when the time is right?” She could only hope so.