Take it easy!

Since I moved to Ireland, every year on 26th December I go to the beach for a stroll with my best friend.
We lay down on the sand, look at the small, shy waves and talk about the main event of the year.
Once we used to talk about boys, now about the work we hate and the rent to pay :(
Life goes on, but we are still there every year for our walk barefoot on the beach.