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The Ocean
There is only one place where I am completely at ease. It is the only place that I’ve ever been to that is peaceful yet beautiful at the same time. It is where I go to escape my fears. It is the only place I can go to that doesn’t make me worry about tomorrow. All of the clutter escapes my mind and I can really think. The ocean is the cure to all of my problems. I can overcome any obstacle with the help of the beach.
When I was a little girl my family had a ocean front beach house. The summer I spent there made me develop a unbreakable bond with the ocean. I woke up every day listening to birds chirping in my ear as if I was receiving a personal invitation to go down to the shore. I’ll never forget the way I felt each day I spent there staring into the ocean. I still get the same excitement about going to the shore today that I did many years ago. There’s something about the beach that I just can’t get enough of. Every time I leave I find myself thirsting for more.
When I step foot on the beach a indescribable feeling comes over me. I love the feeling of the hot sand in between my toes. When I’m there I feel like the ocean is my best friend trying to comfort me. I have gone to the beach any times in tears. For example, when I found out my boyfriend of four years cheated on me I went to the beach and cried. I debated taking him back but when I left I felt strong. I felt like I could do anything. It made me realize I didn’t need him and I deserved better. Visiting the shore make me feel like a stronger individual. I love not knowing what happens next and staring into the endless ocean makes me feel that way.
The ocean is nothing but repetition. Waves come in and waves go out. However, each wave is so different. Each waves bring something back with it, whether it’s a grain of sand or a shark. It’s impossible to know what to expect when visiting the ocean. The ocean is full of secrets. It’s full of millions of unknown species. Knowing that there is so much to still learn about the ocean makes me feel much better about my life. The ocean represents endless possibilities.
I love sitting on the lifeguard stand with the same breeze hitting my face that lifts kites into the air. When I’m in the salt water being rocked in the arms of the ocean my sorrows disappear. I love the way the sun beats upon my skin. When I lay on the warn sand I often fall asleep only to be shortly awoken by seagulls fighting over their food. I don’t mind being waken up because I wouldn’t want to waste the time I spend at my favorite place sleeping. I love seeing children having the time of their lives building giant sand castles, then crying when their brother or sister knocks it down. I watch as families spend the day at the beach and grow closer together. As time goes on my favorite part of the day approaches; sunset.
The blue sky is soon filled with breath taking shades of purple and orange as the sun is being replaced by the moon. By this time everyone else has gone home except for me. I sit there with my feet buried in the sand just staring into the dark ocean. The reflection of the moon and the stars on the water mesmerizes me. The temperature changes and it is soon freezing outside but I can’t tear myself away from the beauty of the night.
When I finally bring myself to leave behind my favorite place I begin thinking about tomorrow but I am not upset. I stumble through the sandy trail of broken sea shells back to my house. I know I have to work the next day but I don’t care anymore as long as I have the ocean to come back to when the day is over with. I walk upstairs and lay in my bed listening to my usual lullaby, the waves crashing upon the shore. I may need sleep but the ocean never does. After I spend a day at the beach I feel reborn.