I have lived near the sea most of my life. As a teenager I would go to the sea when ever I was frustrated or sad and scream at the sea. Not really sure why, I'm sure a psychiatrist somewhere would have a theory. I just felt it was somewhere I could go and not be judged and just scream my head off. I have done this a few times as an adult, but unnerving passers by is a little more on my mind now. And perhaps being sent to the nut house :) I also feel that the closed in feeling you get when life seems a bit too much can be eradicated when surrounded by space.
Last night we took all the kids to the beach for some family therapy. We played wrestling, sandcastle building, kids getting soaked and adults trying to stay dry :) John went to the local chippy and we enjoyed fish and chips on the beach. What could be better.
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