I like to fight the ocean.
You know those stories where a lone warrior, impossibly outnumbered, decides to fight a huge army anyway?
I think I finally get it. That's how I feel when I am at the ocean.
No matter how many times the waves body-slam me into the sand, I still have to keep coming back for more.
It's because the act of fighting against something so big and so much more powerful than me, makes me feel important.
I think I finally get it. That's how I feel when I am at the ocean.
No matter how many times the waves body-slam me into the sand, I still have to keep coming back for more.
It's because the act of fighting against something so big and so much more powerful than me, makes me feel important.
posted by Phoooiee | 7:15 AM
2 Comments:
I bounce back and forth between the "warrior battling the ocean" thing and wanting the ocean to absorb me into itself.
Yeah, me too! But I couldn't figure out how to integrate both things into one post, so I just picked one.
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