awe , I saw how the sun seemingly began to mesh its corpulent circular body on the palm bedded tree tops , as its once orange glare reflecting to the skies shifted to a sapphire hue that spread faster than the blink of my eye . It was such a mesmerizing display that I lost track of the water ’ s flow , almost submerging my upper body into an icy current alien to the season . Soon enough some shivering shout awoke me to the waves that had now broken the stillness of the blackish sea . It didn ’ t seem to be a good set , but at least it was something . So I quickly lay down and went from the sun to the waves . Their crests warned me of their growing size . It was then that I saw her . She struck me as extraordinary , more so when she seemed to call for me . And so , like a fish to the hook or the algae to my foot , I ventured beyond my comfort . Strongly paddling against a growing current that at times pushed me back and then drew me closer . Avoiding the rest of the waves and their apparent charm , I passed them with respectful regret . I ’ m sorry , I thought , but there is simply one that ’ s calling for me . Whether it was destiny , fate , luck or a mere coincidence I dared not question , for I was simply focused on the matter at hand . I recall now that I faced that moment unconsciously , being driven by something bigger than myself . Shifting my thought abruptly to someone bigger than me . It didn ’ t matter then and neither does it now . Because I was then approaching the moment , I ’ d turned around and instead of chasing I began to be chased . Actually , we were both going in the same direction , not chasing each other . Going to the same point , towards the same objective . A moment , perhaps , always a bit further off than we were , up to the point where it ceased to be . It happens to me almost every time . And it ’ s what makes me go through this life , it ’ s that drive that shoots me forward in an almost endless search , and once I find it I realize it ’ s already happened , and so I have nothing more to do but to go at it again . As an endless cycle . On and on , just like the waves of the sea .
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