How much joy it used to bring me to holiday at the sea, when I could enjoy the warm sand under my feet and the sound of the waves all day long π Now, when I look at photos from past trips, I feel how much I miss that freedom and carefree βοΈ How nice it was to just sit and stare at the horizon, breathing in the fresh sea air π There seems to be something special about life just in these moments when all worries are left behind π΄ I miss those moments so much, I don't even know how to get them back π How do you deal with nostalgia for the sea? πποΈ