The ocean breeze, fresh, cool freedom, wraps me in a kiss. From here, I can feel the water in my lungs when I breath; I feel it in my skin, my hair. I think I was created here, from the sands and the salt. The wind pleasantly persists for nearly seven minutes. I stretch out, trying to reach out and touch something I don’t even believe in. The waves crashing, this beach is where I belong.