Tina

I love when you step into the sea for that first time. The sand is damp and cold, it clings to your feet and leaving behnd this impression of you behind. The water tickles your toes, cold and sharp and you do this giddy little dance. You shriek too loudly, you laugh even louder because it's just water. It can't hurt you not in the way you have been hurt.

The water is cold but you get used to it, so you take steps in when the water inhales and draws back out. The waves crash in front of you, small and steady before washing over your feet. It's calm and peaceful and it feels like home. Like every moment between then and now has just been waiting for this- this feeling of contentment.