go out at night in the sand in the dark (if it’s safe) and just take in the stars and that loud silence of nothing but the ocean
optionally be mildly scared of how dark and still everything is and what might be crawling around your feet
Nothing is a better reset than sitting alone with the ocean. Growing up on islands gave me a love for the choppy waters that were never more than a few minutes away, and as an adult I’ve rediscovered the companionship that they provide. Sneaking to the beach on the way home from work or on a lunch break feels like getting away with something in the best way. The worse the weather and the rockier the beach, the better time you’ll have–especially if you have a warm car to retreat to.
spring is dragging its heels here but i keep going down to the beach and there's something about the silence there right now that hits different. it's quiet, not as empty as i thought it'd be but i get to feel alone enough, the water is crystal clear and just watching the waves roll in is meditative. i went yesterday and thought a lot about i'd like to do so that i can always find time and energy to head to the sea. no clear solutions but a lot of clarity.
these two sentences hit me harder than I ever expected
How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives. What we do with this hour, and that one, is what we are doing.