Streets like a jungle, time to cut loose and head for the islands. She feels it from the moment the wheels touch the shimmering strip. She steps into the heat and it’s straight to the beach. Shedding the city, every step an escape. Her hair whipped, fabric like a caress, air like an embrace, she feels the freedom on her skin. Vivid, elemental, new. She reaches the shore. There’s nothing more but her, the sea and the sky. The real her.
