Madera Beach

I'm walking on the gray sand of Playa Madera .. I do not know how my Chevrolet Spark managed to cross that road .. There is a beautiful beach, a very secluded beach, not a soul to be seen .. I walked over to the rocks where the water crashed hard on the shore and I wanted to enjoy its breeze .. I walked along the sand, I walked to the sea .. My body started to turn brown like a sausage on a barbecue, with all the flavors of sea salt and the last rays of sun .. It was truly heavenly, it gave me time to breathe and create space in my mind .. It filled me with great peace .. It was my therapy .. It brought me back to life ..