After a strange incident with
his pet turtle in the wee hours of the morning, Tom tried to get back to sleep. After staring restlessly at the ceiling for a couple of hours, he decided to get an early start on his day instead.
Currently, he walks along the beach, a stone's throw from where Sarah and Harley live, a cup of coffee in his hand. The caffeine and the crisp ocean breeze ought to keep him awake.
((Open to one and all. Come say hi to Tom. ^_^))