"The Ocean Still Exists"

With one week left to go to during summer, I got out to Brighton Beach for the first time yesterday. Last year I pretty much went every week but this year due to overwork I have not made it out once.

Sunday was such a gorgeous day and I cannot relay how blissful it was to merely walk and have the waves gently cross my feet. The stress melted away. My mind, body, and spirit were "there". I was not thinking about all the crap I have dealt with at work lately, nor the crap I had to deal with at work the following day.

The stress reappeared at 2 in the morning as I was trying to sleep. Once I begin thinking of the stress it takes over my thoughts and I am unable to return to slumber. In the middle of my insomnia I felt like I was betraying the serenity I had experienced earlier in the day. It felt like my soul needed to be back in the water while my body was tossing and turning. In a vain attempt to defend myself against the stressful thoughts I began repeating over and over in my head "The ocean still exists", "The ocean still exists"...I reminded myself that I may not be at the beach now and I may have to deal with a ton of turmoil before I return seaside but "The ocean still exists" "The ocean still exists".