I don't know why the ocean seems to call to me sometimes. I have no particular history with it; I've never lived in a coastal town. But something makes me want to sit amidst the crashing waves and have their thunder drown out the disharmonious chorus of thoughts within my head. I want to head towards the ocean and just drive til I come to the edge of the sea and let it wash over me and erase the memories of a painful day. There's something about the ocean, about the beautiful violence of a storm at sea, that seems to offer a promise of calming the internal storms, to "take arms against a sea of troubles."
I'm a university student and a musician, though not neccesarily in that order. I'm probably better at the latter. I love to write, songs usually. I suppose blogging's a way for me to say some of the things I can't say in real life (you know, spew out all that extra angst,) and to connect with a whole new group of people.