Read this yesterday on my phone but didn't comment. I hate commenting on that thing. So here goes.

The ocean has always been there for me.
Not just as scenery. As a constant companion through every stage of my life.

❤️ This went straight to the heart (though admittedly, I've a similar relationship with the sea). I find it strange that for some people, it's just this 'whatever' holiday thing, going to the beach. It's a prayer, I think.

Even now, when I walk down onto a beach and feel that cold water around my legs, something inside me settles instantly it's my happy place.

It's like a switch. I know there's plenty of research on it, on its impact on mental health or what not, but I think there's still some magic at play there.

How difficult is it to SUP?