Vacation, Day 1

The waves crash in indiscriminate lines, relentless against the coast. Such a calming sound for something with such a violent potential. White caps foam as they crest, and the low noise fills my head like a snowstorm. It's a quiet time, almost makes me sad. Perhaps it's just my mind getting used to all this activity. So much goes on that if you blink you'll miss something for sure. I must be cognizant of myself and find ways to remain open to all that surrounds me, and let the happiness of experience wash over me like the waves.