This is an actual beach in California covered with sea glass. The state has protected it to ensure people don’t ruin it’s beauty. It reminds me of a time in my life several years ago when I used to walk a small beach in Maine every morning as a way to ease the emotional stress I was going through. I’d pick up a few pieces of sea glass during every sunrise, but never too many because I didn’t want to ruin the experience for anyone sharing similar interests. After a while, I accumulated enough sea glass to fill a small vase. It’s been twenty years since I last took those walks, but the vase still holds every piece I collected that summer. To this day, I still find myself gazing at it from time to time. It’s a symbol of endurance. As long as I arm myself with pride, I shall calm the turbulent storm of reality.