When you get next to the ocean and take more than a passing moment to look across the water at the horizon, it can soothe and romance you in a disarming way. The longer you sit on the shore near it’s beauty, the more convinced you become that this open water is somehow your trusted friend.
It’s crashing waves have a melodic rhythm that serenades and comforts while pulling you into an assured belief that it is something entirely different than what it actually is. You begin to think the vastness of it has the ability to hold and keep all of your problems and then wash them away with the force of its steady tide. You start to think the wind it generates will carry your regrets and mistakes across the sand, up into the clouds dotting the sky where they will never plague you again.