I don't like the heat in the city. There it presses, sticks to your skin and suffocates you with air full of cars and concrete. 🏙 But next to the sea, the heat is like a hug: hot, but soft, gentle. I can lie on the sand for hours, listen to the cries of seagulls and think that the people around me can be anyone, but it doesn't matter.

It seems to me that it is there, on the border of water and sun, that my head is cleared of all expectations and rules. 🌅 Love, relationships, all these "how it should be" and "it should be like this" disappear on their own. And there's only me, the sea and the warmth that penetrates to the bones.

Sometimes I want someone to share this feeling with me. 🐚 But more often than not, no. I like being alone in this heat, hearing only the sound of the waves and my own thoughts. And at such moments it seems that no conversations about feelings are needed. Everything is clear without words: the sea is yours, the sun is yours, and no one can take away this feeling of freedom.

Maybe that's why I'm afraid of relationships in "ordinary" life. Because there is no such clarity, no such smell of salt and heat. Only when I'm near the sea, I understand that I can be myself to the end, without masks and compromises. 🌊☀️ And it is this feeling that I want to keep forever.

Maru