Last year, I did a lot of things that I had never done before. Like going to the beach on a Monday morning when I was supposed to be at work. I remember that day; I went to work very early. The reporting time is 8am, but I was there by 6:15am. I clocked in, told my supervisor I was going out to check something, and then I found myself at the beach.
I think that time, I was going through a really hard time. And it was one of those times I just didn’t want to be around anyone. I didn’t want to involve anyone. I always just wanted to be by myself. And even if I wanted to tell someone, I didn’t know what to say because there wasn’t really anything to say.
The only way to make someone understand what I was going through was if they became me and lived a little of my life, which was impossible. I also didn’t really want anyone’s 2 cents concerning what I was going through. And that was also hard because most people don’t just listen without sharing advice or telling you what they think you should do. In fact, they sometimes don’t even let you say all that you want to say.
So as I was saying, I got this sudden urge to go to the beach on a Monday morning, and I did. And when I tell you that there was this peace that came over me? I can’t even explain. I felt so peaceful that I didn’t even know when I started smiling at the waves.
As I was there, I didn’t really see anyone around but when I was leaving, I met this guy who was also now arriving at the beach. I didn’t even know how we started talking but we did. And then he started telling me how he comes to the beach three times a day. In the morning, before he gets to work; in the afternoon, during his lunch break; and in the evening, when he gets off work.
He said it all started in the beginning of last year. He went through so many things and didn’t know what to do. And that was when he began finding solace in coming to the beach. And his colleagues actually think it’s weird which I can totally relate to because it’s something that I also go through. Most people actually think it’s weird that I visit the beach so many times, but to be honest, I don’t care. Because it doesn’t have to make sense to anyone as long as it makes sense to me and I’m getting what I want.
One thing I’ve realized is that a lot of things don’t make sense when you are doing them, and it’s totally fine. But just know that as long as it makes sense to you, you should go for it.
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