{ Ocean Drive }

Life is different at the sea. Time doesn't move hour to hour but mood to moment. The sea has its way of making you live by the currents and plan by the waves. The only time measurer is the sun and you follow it just to see its majestic rise and fall back into the deep blue.


They say that the sea has no memory. I tend to disagree: she remembers me, you, everyone else who has come to greet her. She also has her ways of making you lose yourself, sweap you off your feet and keep you wide awake just by being there.

She's not perfect, but she's the best I've ever had.