Foam.

And even as I'm laying here, with my head on the pillow, my eyes closed, my body completely drained from fighting the tug of the waves all day, I can still feel my body being pulled toward sea. It is a trick the world plays on weary bodies, telling them that they are still in the water, being gently taken away from shore, as all feeling gives way to calm, all land gives way to water, and all fight gives way to surrender. Shh. Let it take you. Let it take you away.