Oceanic Euphoria...

All my life, I've had a special fascination with the ocean. Its my passion. However I'd never actually seen it before. However, on a road trip through Massachusetts, Connecticut, and Rhode Island, which occured (and I'm still on atm) this weekend, I saw the ocean for the first time in my life. Not only that, but I almost killed my feet, walking into the freezing cold, month of March ocean water. But even in the freezing cold, I happily sat on a big wet rock along a small peir for nearly an hour, getting lightly splashed with each wave against the rocks. And I'd never been more content.
Its always been said that nothing in the world is perfect. But my soul was at the happiest it could ever be, and as each wave swept across the rock, I drifted mor and more into sheer contentment and thought to myself "If nothing in the world is perfect, this has to be the closest it'll ever ever get."
For once in my life, I really felt like I had a purpose. To most people in the world, the ocean is really pretty, and its a nice thing to see, but for me its more. Its been one of the most signifigant thin gsy in my life since as far back as I can remember. And sitting on that rock, the cool mist breezing past me and the taste on salt on my lips, I felt for the fist time in my life...right. I felt like this was where I belonged and where I wanted to be. I'd trade every happy moment of my life, for just a few fleeting seconds of that. I saw all my future flash past my eyes, and I knew that this was going to be a part of it. I wanted nothing more than to just be there, with the water at arms reach. And as the moments fleeted by and I waited for my dad to come back for me, I had the sad realization that it would kill me to leave it behind. This, after all, was my destiny. The ocean breeze, took me like arms in a gentle embrace, each splash of the water a delicate caress across my cheek. It was the most signifigant moments of my life.
And as I left that place, I felt my soul wither back to its regular null, and I saw the waves less and less the more I walked away. But I'll hold the memory of that near perfection in my mind forever.