On the beach
I'm not a go in the water kinda guy. I don't surf. I swim like a gorilla. And salt water isn't to my taste. But the crash of the water on the shore and the bustle of the surf are wonderful and relaxing and drive me to think. And when I look out over the Atlantic Ocean I understand what drove men, all those hundreds of years ago, to pile into tiny wooden ships, set sail and risk their lives to see what the hell is out there.