I was wandering around with my camera, like I often do, and I realised just how calm and at home beaches makes me feel; especially this beach.
In a few days I make the a leap, that I am more than ready for, and move away from home to Uni. Now the Uni I'm going to doesn't have a beach nearby and I'm sure I'll miss this place. Maybe my idea of home will change after a while but I'm not going to worry or think about that too much. All I know is that beaches make me feel at home, this beach feels like home.
I mean the sound of the ocean is a soothing one for most people. But there's something about being sat up high overlooking a the beach and the sea that makes all my problems seem small. I sit and think about how the sea just keeps on going out of the Bristol channel and joins up with the oceans covering the rest of the world. I look up at the stars at night, listening to the waves, and think about how incomprehensibly big the universe it. It makes me, and my problems, seem so small and I realise there's really nothing to worry about.
I mean of course calm days where the sky is beautiful hues of pinks, purples and blues that turns the sea into something that looks like a dream I love it. But I guess I know that life isn't always like that and though I marvel at it and appreciate the immense beauty while it's there I like the beauty of the everyday too, it's more realistic.
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