So this morning I went for a walk on the beach

This morning I went to the beach for a walk, and discovered that I was the first there. The sand was virgin , the tractor had been out cleaning the beach and I made my small steps, aimlessly. I looked back and saw the trail. It was my mark, soon to be erased by the incoming waves. But it was there. Now. So often we do things, leave tracks in the sand as it were, only for them to be missed, overlooked or even disappear. Don't give up. Keep making your mark, leaving your footprints in the sand. The prints only you can make.