An overcast and cloudy morning. awaiting the sun. Waiting together on a pier, eyes transfixed to the horizon. Waves crashing amongst the pillars and pylons, rushing towards an empty beachhead. Two souls observing and experiencing the sounds around them. Amongst a period of joyful conversation, awaiting the suns rays, memories were being created and a future cemented atop crashing waves. Pictures and video made for remembrance. One for merriment. Twice for fine tuning. Thrice for a new chapter. Three times total, for both to be completely, and perfectly, and incandescently happy.