If you are like me in any way than you must love the beach. The ocean is a break from reality, a place where I can separate my crazy life to one that is peaceful and calm. My crazy life. The world where I was constantly running to and fro babysitting, dog sitting, working, volunteering, and school work has disappeared which has been especially weird since all I do now is sit at home pretending that doing nothing is not boring me out of my mind. Does anyone else feel that way?
I am definitely a Type A personality. I like the hustle and bustle of life and the I like to try and keep things organized despite my constantly messy room, and when COVID-19 appeared all I was praying for was no school, and I cannot tell you actually how much I miss it. I miss my friends, the football games, and even the homework, and if you are asking how I am missing homework your guess is as good as mine. I guess I just miss the regularity of craziness that kept me calm. Maybe that is why the ocean is where I do my best thinking, it constantly keeps you on your toes especially when it suddenly washes over you as you read that good book! But back to my point, the ocean is probably a constant reminder that life is a crazy rhythm, and when you think you have figured it out despite its peacefulness and calmness, it changes up on you when you least expect it. So maybe I should forgo the idea that the ocean is peaceful and calm, and instead look at it like an adventure that life always is because it is no mistake that Mother Nature made it 70% percent of the Earth right?