go out at night in the sand in the dark (if it’s safe) and just take in the stars and that loud silence of nothing but the ocean optionally be mildly scared of how dark and still everything is and what might be crawling around your feet
Nothing is a better reset than sitting alone with the ocean. Growing up on islands gave me a love for the choppy waters that were never more than a few minutes away, and as an adult I’ve rediscovered the companionship that they provide. Sneaking to the beach on the way home from work or on a lunch break feels like getting away with something in the best way. The worse the weather and the rockier the beach, the better time you’ll have–especially if you have a warm car to retreat to.
these two sentences hit me harder than I ever expected How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives. What we do with this hour, and that one, is what we are doing.
