"I think dreamy things as I'm waving goodbye So I'll spread out my wings and fly" - Umbrella Beach ~ oceansplash The cat named Starfish follows me through the woods to the beach. As the woods thin out, I hear him stop. "Whoa." he breathes. I didn't notice the sky that much right now, but as I take a closer look, I realize that he's right. Whoa. The sunset colors still linger in the sky - a light pink, the color of beautiful seashells, mixing into a deeper shade of purple - the color of violets. That mixes into blue - the color of bluebells, my mother once told me. "Is that why you ran away?" I ask.