/lit/ - Literature

I stare at the beach, at the low blue waves sloshing and frothing mightily and lazily, at peace with their power.
I see my past.
Childhood memories of salty green adventure, heart pumping with each muddy step out to open sea. Excitement is here! Happiness means taking that every new step toward the conquering of primordial fear. A little war, waged in high spirits.