The Ocean Within Us 🌊

Have you ever stopped on a quiet shoreline, just breathing in the salt air, and felt a whisper—like the ocean is speaking straight to something old inside you? It's kind of wild: every crash of the waves feels like an echo, but not just from the shore—almost from within.

There's a reason for that pull, deeper than nostalgia. There's salt flowing through your veins, the very same kind that laces the sea. Maybe that's why standing by the water feels less like looking at something foreign and more like remembering a home you never left. It's not just a metaphor—the chemistry runs as real as the tide.

I like to think we're the ocean, testing out the shape of land for a while—drifting along, a piece of the vast blue, just seeing how it feels to walk the shore. Every step on the sand, every heartbeat, it's a ripple from the water that made us. Some days, if you stop to listen, maybe you'll hear the sea quietly calling you home.