Beaches, there’s something melancholic about them, isn’t it? Or why is it that water has such a dragging impact on ourselves? Whenever we’re in need of vacation, rest, we tend to go back to them. The Oceans. Isn’t it ironic, too, that they make us a restless mess until we finally get back to them, who soothe us, calm us? Much like a lover who we’re apart from a long time…
Enjoy this little series shot at the magnificent Caribbean beaches on Aruba.
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