Since 2011 I haven’t tasted the ocean, or sea water as we call it in Antigua. Yesterday, we finally did this thing that I’ve been wanting to do, and at the end of the night as I was making sure that everything was safe and solid before we left the beach, I drank of the ocean. I had no idea why it had taken me this long. And now I realize that I’ve been experiencing it as a lesser than body of water. My home ocean was formerly superior in my mind. And now that I have opened myself fully up to this Canadian water I saw that it tasted just the same.

It tasted just the same.