3:56am

3:56am, I welcome the crisp ocean air against my sweaty, tacky skin. The hard plastic of the lawn chair presses coolness into my back like an ice pack. The only sound interrupting the pure silence of early morning is nature herself. The rhythmic lapping of the ocean waves along the rocky shore. Though the waves may vary in strength and sound, they will never stop - such beautiful white noise. Within moments I am ready to return to my toasty haven and drift back to sleep.