It was a beautiful summer morning when Fuka decided to leave Tokyo for a day by the sea. There was no particular reason for the trip and nothing special waiting for her at Shichirigahama. She simply felt like getting away for a while, so she packed her camera and a few things into her backpack and took the bus towards the coast. She enjoyed travelling that way when she wasn’t in a hurry, watching the city gradually change through the window as the streets became quieter and the sea slowly appeared in the distance. Here is the scene → [view post]
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When she finally reached Shichirigahama, Fuka stopped for a moment to admire the view. The sky was perfectly clear and the sunlight made the water sparkle all the way to the horizon. It was exactly the kind of summer day she had hoped for. She found a place on the beach, changed into her swimsuit and allowed herself to enjoy the morning without thinking about work or anything else waiting for her back in Tokyo. Here is the scene → [view post] After a while, as usual, her camera ended up hanging from her shoulder again and she began walking along the shore, photographing the ordinary details of a day at the beach: families enjoying the sunshine, couples walking near the water, children playing in the sand and people relaxing beneath the blue sky. She had come there to rest, but Fuka could never completely stop looking at the world through her camera.Here is the scene → [view post]
Eventually, she put the camera aside and went into the sea. The waves were gentle, but she had fun letting them carry her back and forth, laughing when one reached her unexpectedly. After swimming, she returned to the beach, bought an ice cream and sat near the shore, where she began looking at the shells scattered across the sand. Some were smooth and almost perfect, while others had clearly been shaped by a long journey through the sea. Here is the scene → [view post] She picked up a few and eventually decided to keep one as a small reminder of the day. Later, while sitting on her towel, she watched some children building sandcastles. They worked seriously for a few minutes, watched their creations collapse and then started again without the slightest disappointment. Fuka smiled as she watched them and thought that perhaps adults sometimes forget how to enjoy something simply because it is enjoyable, without worrying about whether it will last or whether it has any real purpose. Here is the scene → [view post]
As the afternoon slowly turned into evening, the beach became quieter and the light warmer. Fuka packed her camera, towel and the few shells she had collected into her backpack and took one last look at the sea before leaving. Here is the scene → [view post] She was tired, her skin still warm from the sun and probably carrying more sand in her belongings than she would have liked, but she felt wonderfully relaxed. On the bus back to Tokyo, she found a seat by the window and watched the coastline disappear as the city gradually returned around her. Nothing extraordinary had happened that day. There had been no great adventure, no unexpected encounter and no important discovery. There had simply been sunshine, the sea, her camera, an ice cream, a few shells and several hours in which she could forget everything else. Yet as Fuka rested her head against the window and smiled quietly to herself, she realised that perhaps those were the days worth remembering most. Sometimes, all a person needs is a bus, a sunny beach and a little time that belongs entirely to themselves.
