I love a sunny day at the beach. I love the sounds of the waves, the smell of the sea, the feeling of warm sand in between your toes. I love the feeling of the water flowing over your feet as you stand at the edge of the tide, and the way you start to sink as the water wets the sand. I don’t mind the seagulls that see any food as fair game; or those little hermit crabs that crawl on you. But I think what I love most is just staring into that unending horizon. It helps to remind me that I am a just a speck of dust in the grand scheme of things. The tide will still come in, the seagulls will still fly, and the crabs will still crawl, whether I’m here to see it or not. Maybe those problems aren’t as big as they seem?