I love the way a sudden splash can feel like a secret whispered by the sea, like the world pausing for a breath. It’s those moments, standing at the edge, when the wind rushes in and the water pulls you in, that remind me how fragile and alive I am. I try to chase that feeling whenever I can—just a quick dip into the waves or a leap from a height that makes my heart race. It’s the little bursts of wildness that keep the ordinary from feeling dull.