sometimes when I’m angry or stressed or sad I think about whales just swimming around in the ocean, doing whale shit. like, they’re the biggest goddamn mammals on the planet. they don’t have time for little problems. there’s too much chill-ass whale shit to do.
basically what I am saying is that whales are my happy place.
I’m so in love with this. I can’t even. Ah. My favourite feeling in the world is putting your head beneath the water and entering an entirely different place, So peaceful, so quiet. What I miss more than anything when I’m living away from the ocean is being able to duck under and leave all my worries on the surface.