The sea foam and I are one.
As I become one with the sea foam, I will always live happily in the present and the future.
I will live.
It may seem simple, but it might be difficult.
But I will do it.
I will do it.
That's right, I tell myself.
What is sea foam?
It's kind of nice.
It's not like water foam.
The white foam comes near me with the blue ocean waves, and then pops as if nothing had happened. The white foam then disappears.
I am sitting on the sandy beach, watching this scene.
The hot sand, which has absorbed the summer light, clings to the tiny toes of my tiny feet, and the feeling is squishy and incredibly pleasant.
It makes me realize that on this day, in this moment, I am alive.
A deserted beach at dusk.
A beach where I'm the only one there.
Somehow, it almost makes me feel very lonely.
But in the end, that's not how I feel.
If I had to say why, it's the sound of the ocean waves ringing in my ears.
It really makes my heart feel gentle.
And also, the sight of the white foam mixed in with the ocean waves fizzing and popping, I find that very soothing.
I can't really explain it, but there's something nice about it. I love it.
Ahhh.
What? Everyday life is full of so many things.
I woke up in the morning to find the battery in my alarm clock had died, so I hurriedly changed my clothes and realized it was already a day off.
I wonder how stuck I am.
Amazed at myself, I go back to sleep and it's already night.
Once I eat dinner, the day is over.
I can't believe it. Ah, what a waste.
But it's okay to have days like that, the fizzy bubbles in the ocean are so light, they tell me that.
One night like that, after a long day of splashing about, I just felt really, really tired.
In an attempt to wash away this mental fatigue, I decided to splash around in the bathtub and wash away everything that didn't feel refreshing.
What kind of resolve is that?
Just when I thought the bathtub had filled with water, I realized I hadn't put the rubber stopper in the drain properly, so I ended up washing it off in the shower.
What am I doing? There were nights when I felt it was a shame to waste the water that had flowed away, and I felt sorry for it, and felt as if I was soaking in a bathtub in the invisible air, and was satisfied with just that.
But then, it's okay, the fizzing bubbles in the ocean are so light that they tell me that.
I went out to eat alone to change my mood, but the waiter was in a bad mood for some reason, and I felt like I had done something wrong, and I was exhausted.
It's the other person's fault, it's their problem, but is there something wrong with me being so sensitive that I let it bother me?
I don't know if I'm sensitive or not.
But then, it's okay, the fizzing bubbles in the ocean are so light that they tell me that.
This sounds amazing, but when I was little, I wanted to be a pilot.
It's not that amazing, is it?
Watch the movie. I aspire to it.
Female pilots are so cool.
Flying in the sky has always been my dream.
But when I imagined myself flying a plane, I thought it would just crash, so I gave up.
But it's good to have dreams, isn't it?
If it comes true, it'll be a great thing.
No matter how old I get, I'll keep having them.
And it's good to think like that, the fizzing bubbles in the ocean tell me that with their lightness.
There was a time when I wondered why I was born, and what my reason for existence was, but thinking about it made me tired, and I thought that I would become a person who doesn't think about such things anymore, and somehow I stopped feeling depressed and it didn't bother me anymore.
I guess this is a strength I've had since I was little.
It reminded me of something from when I was in elementary school.
I was the kind of kid who would check my school bag over and over again to make sure I hadn't forgotten anything, but even so, I would still forget something and get scolded by the teacher a lot.
I guess it's still the same now.
I may be a little absent-minded, but as long as you keep the important things in your heart, that's okay.
I tell myself that.
The fizzing bubbles in the ocean, with their lightness, tell me that it's okay.
Even now I fail a lot, fail, fail, succeed, fail, fail, and although failure outweighs the success.
But it's okay, the fizzing bubbles in the ocean, with their lightness, tell me that it's okay.
I often find myself feeling down and wondering what I'm doing.
I still get depressed sometimes, dragging along the past and feeling down sometimes.
I've been deceived and hurt by people.
I'm sorry I never want to feel that way again.
Sometimes my hard work ends up being in vain, and I hate myself.
But it's okay, the fizzing bubbles in the sea tell me that with their lightness.
Sea foam doesn't tell me things like, "Everything is meaningless," or, "It's all meaningless now."
"You'll be okay, believe in yourself."
That's what it tells me.
That's completely different from what water bubbles say. It's the exact opposite.
I like sea foam like that.
Sea foam also tells me that it's okay to be different from others.
That people who are just like you are are good people.
Trust yourself more, that's what it tells me.
They're really great, and I really like them.
Sea foam and I are one.
As I become one with the sea foam, I will always live happily in the present and the future. I'm going to live.
It may seem simple, but it might be difficult.
But that's what I'm going to do.
I'm going to do it.
You're doing great.
That's what I tell myself.
The white foam comes near me with the fizzing blue waves of the ocean, and then it pops as if nothing had happened. Then the white foam disappears.
The hot sand on the beach, absorbing the summer light, entangles the tiny toes of my little feet, and the feeling is squishy and incredibly pleasant.
It makes me realize that on this day, in this moment, I am alive.
The popping bubbles of the ocean are truly gentle.
They pop easily and disappear without a trace, only to reappear again with a new wave of the ocean.
I love that kind of lightness.
That kind of lightness is always telling me, "Be free, my heart." It's like it's encouraging me.
That's why I love them.
I really love them.
The fizzy bubbles of the ocean are telling me with their lightness that that's okay too.