FRENCH BEACH –- I pushed back my rain jacket hood and felt the urge to smile. Smile big.

The rain had stopped, and the sun momentarily broken through the clouds. It warmed and it was glorious. So standing on the wet pebbles I reacted the only way I knew how. I threw my head up and yelled.

“Wwwwwaaaaaaahhhhooooooooo!”

Only the sea answered back with its own roars that no voice could ever beat. But I tried.

Climbing atop of giant piece of driftwood for my stage. I stretched my arms out and screamed, “Yeeeeeeaaaaaaaaoooooooooooo!”

Roared down again by the waves.

But it didn’t matter, I was happy to be beat