Saying goodbye
At first I wasn’t sure. I thought maybe it was the weather or just my mood, but it just didn’t feel the same. I could hear the noise around me more than I used to and I wasn’t sure if the beach gave me the same comfort anymore. But as soon as I finished the thought I knew it wasn’t true. And soon, I felt my breath catch in my chest and my face tingle up the way it does right before I cry and as the ocean settles back into my bones. I know the truth is that this is where I feel the most raw and real. This is where I find myself. I also realized that is probably why I’ve been avoiding coming here. I’ve kept incredibly busy so I wouldn’t have to face the fading of the ocean as it left my windows view. My faithful partner, my forgiving friend, my warrior soul. My ocean has been the blood in my veins that kept me alive. I will take the ocean of my hometown in my veins on all my adventures. So long dear friend, you have brought me peace and comfort, showed me magic and soothed my pain. You allowed me room to survive. I am oceanic.