Get this: I know the beach is windy as hell, especially if you come at the wrong time, but I have grown fonder and even fonder throughout my life towards the beach. It might be the flawed experience of reading summer romcoms talking—I dream of a date where I spend the whole day at the beach with my loved one, doing nothing and everything at the same time. I don’t surf, but I like swimming since I was a kid. Plus, beach food? Heaven. Not to mention how pretty the sky will be when the sun sets and the night comes.