Yes, some may think me to be a simple soul. After all, I come to this same place every year, and am mesmerized at this same spot habitually.

White caps splay rhythmically on the Jersey shore sand, in immutable attempt to render sleep to anyone who would dare recline. Ah, the Atlantic Ocean; the magic of ever-undulating waves.

When was it that Man was first drawn to the sea ? Wait a minute. Man came from the sea, did he not ?