Ever since my family moved away from sunny Florida, I have wanted to find some way back to the beach. I have so many memories of entire days spent with family members, just soaking in the rays and swimming for hours on end. It was fun, peaceful, and quiet. For as many years as we lived there, I never learned to surf. I want to learn one day, learning to surf is even at the top of my bucket list. It's of the utmost importance to me that I find a way to live on the beach again.

At this point in my life, my ideal future consists of waking up everyday, walking out onto my porch, and enjoying the view of the ocean as I finish my coffee. The thing is, no matter how I envision my life years down the road, it all comes back to living and working in a place that the sun is high in the sky and the beach is right around the corner. My fascination has even gotten to the point that while in class, I consistently have a real estate website pulled up on my laptop, just waiting for the day that a listing comes up for a waterfront home.

I have many things to still figure out about my life, but I know that my dream venue will always be the same. I want to be an author and the sea inspires me to write, I'm even writing this while listening to a beachfront soundtrack. Everyone has their own measure of personal success in life; for some maybe it's that sports car they've always wanted, or a certain amount of children. For me, that measure of success is how close I can get to living with my feet in the sand, and the smell of the ocean always around me.