For some reason the ocean feels like home to me, it always has. Its rhythm and smell of salt, the way the wind can whip around from the sea and bring that salt spray up....waves just constantly rolling and crashing. And ever changing yet something about it not changing. I feel soothed and nourished as soon as I feel the sea air ....and it can just really make me so happy to run crazy into the water and just dive in....I feel my journey has interwoven with the sea, living away from it, moving back to it, feeling it beckon me like nothing else can.
It's wildness and depth....colour and mystery....I leave but I return in each breath in each wave
