I'm dreaming about the sea.
June is on its end and I want to go swimming. I've missed it and every fiber in my body craves for it. Summers are connected with the sea in my head. I grew up by the sea, played on the beach for hours and as a student, the sea was always accessible.
But not this year and it bothers me a little. Of course I'm happy about the new stuff that are happening in my life, but there is feeling inside me, like an itchiness that won't go away.
Plus the heat is unbearable which makes me want to scream!
But I'm going away this weekend and guess what? I'll go swimming, and tanning and read on the beach while drinking an ice cold beer.
I close my eyes and hear the sound of the waves, feel the water on my feet. It will be a little windy, according the weather forecast at least, but who cares?
I can’t think nothing else, but the water and the sea.