The water rushes around my feet. A strong current. But I don't budge.

I could only think about how much I craved the sound, the feeling, the thrill of it all. But it also left a sense of sadness in me.

I missed this. Being outdoors. Exploring. I thirsted for more.

I realized I was chasing the wrong things in life. I ignored nature and the adventures out there. I wanted more success, money, superficial goals. While all this beauty around me was thriving, I felt withered, like I was spiritually dying.