I feel it. The rush that comes with being here. No matter where I go in life as soon as I reach the shore I feel peace. I feel as if no matter what I am going through everything will be alright.
The feeling of the salty air as I take a deep breath causes the corners of my mouth to turn upright. I cannot contain the smile that takes over my face. The smell of ocean water is enough to get a high. A type of feeling that calms your soul to its depths. The breeze that just floats over your face is a heavenly feeling. The beauty of the flashes of light across the sky and the sound of thunder booming all around is magical. To endure a storm at the beach is beyond anything ever experienced.
Being near the ocean causes a feeling inside of me to explode. It is impossible to be anything but happy when the water rushes up around your feet. Feeling the hot soft sand is enough to make you want to stay forever.
The craving to be here is so strong that even smelling air that is remotely close to "beach air" creates a feeling in me that makes me want to drive to the beach even if only for a day. Without ever really "living" there, it is home. It's home in all the ways that count. Being there creates a safe feeling, but also a blissful happiness. It has the ability to calm the raging storm inside of us. The beach quites our mind, so that we can be at peace with ourselves and the world around us.





















