An Hourglass of Sand

Father’s day, many years ago: I’m sitting on the beach on a rainbow beach towel. Waves rush and tumble over each other. I run my fingers through the sand, warm like french toast from the sun. The beach extends indefinitely in both directions.

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These inspiring young creatives are climbing to the top of the creative ladder. Witness the suspenseful, electric endeavor of throwing yourself towards your goals. 

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