I fade into the ocean and let the surf crash over me. I let my form become immersed in the salty spray. The tide pulls back leaving me drenched in the salty brine. I step slowly and steady myself for the next ****** of the water as it is halted by the breach of the shore. Slowly I make my way, little by little being washed clean by the tide. The ebb and flow of the sea comforts me as I am deafened to all of the outside noise of my life. Then on a quiet dune I sit in the fading sun as I watch the tide recede and I long to go with it so that I might escape the mundane and troubled life that weighs me down.