“What calms you about the ocean?” Maxwell asked, sitting on the sand beside me. As he promised, he brought me to the beach with packed lunch, and a beach bag with all the necessities if we decide to go for a swim.
“Probably how endless it is,” I noted, taking in the passing of the waves, taking in the peaceful sound letting my mind adrift.
“Isn’t that the scary part?”
I shrugged. Depends on how a person feels about the ocean and the deep, dark depts of unfounded tunnels and sea life. “Beauty comes with danger, it can either pull you in and drown you or spill you out on a beach of a tropical island,”
Chris has always feared the ocean or deep water of a swimming pool. No matter how many times I offered to teach her to swim, she always became anxious and terrified when her feet couldn’t
