I looked at the ocean and wondered what I could say about it. I mulled around some ideas and thought about how they relate to the ocean. As I watched the flow of the ocean waves, I thought about how my writing can be forced or I can just let it flow and see what the waves bring in. Letting my thoughts flow gives me an idea of where my heart is. Just as the waves bring succulent fish, nutritious seaweed and garbage depending on what it is filled with, good will flow from my writing if I have goodness inside.
45 minutes walking