“Yes, I am in love with the sea.”

My heart fills with joy to see so much vastness.

Then I go down, I go to see it. We have a special relationship.

It marks times of happiness.

The sounds of dishes and cutlery. Me on the table, cold.

Children looking for their games, building imaginary and non-imaginary castles, but woe to those who pass us by.

It changes with each wave, just as the diners change, inviting you to take a dip with each wave.

Yes, I am in love with the sea.