I was overcome with grief. I'm not sure what I did in the past to cause myself to feel this way. The roar of raging waves. The ocean's presence. It's still haunting me. The ocean has had a strained relationship with me since I was a child. I've forgotten why I'm so disgusted with the sea. I don't want to hear the incessant pounding of the waves. What could have changed me? Why over time I gradually came to love the sea.