Sometimes walking the beach reminds me of how beautiful the world is, that it is not just full of ugliness. Something as peaceful as hearing the waves crash along the shoreline makes me reflect on my own life. I find myself in moments of depression and negativity, but every time I have been near the water, I have always felt at peace and I have always been content with who I am, I guess my love is the ocean because I like the person I am when I am breathing in the salty air and feeling the sand beneath my feet with the cold sea-water against my skin. I feel that my happiness is key and my problems mean nothing in retrospect to my life.
