Vacation, Day 3

In the morning of my recompense, the bronze flesh parades its gleaming self across the strand. Almost a wink and nod to the naturalists as if to say, "I wish I could be you." What is it about the desire to go back to basics that allures so strongly? Perhaps the need to understand ones origins in order to gain perspective on ones current position. Or maybe it's the need to simplify in the face of technological evolution. No matter the reason, the urge is strong. Deep-seated and primal, a resonant pitch best understood by historical harmony.