Milarrochy Bay

It smells like the sea, hot sand, and something like youth, which has not yet been spoiled by mortgages and morning planning meetings. Everything is simple: music is blaring, the moon is shining, someone is laughing, someone is daring to ask someone else to dance for the first time. No drama, no philosophy, no “where is the world headed” - just a rhythm that is impossible not to pick up.

Every movement seems to blow the dust off memories: here is the beach, here are the stars, here are someone's shoulders next to you. In moments like these, life needs no explanation - just step to the right, shake your shoulders, and let your body do the rest. Millie rock, sand under your feet, and a lightness that you will search for long afterwards in your boring everyday life.