Summer has always been my most favorite season of the year. Even as these three months seemingly get shorter (because I am a responsible adult now duhhh) and hotter, one fragment of this season remains everlastingly sacred to me: visiting the sea. Ever since I was a kid, the salty water was the place where I managed to reach meditative-like serenity and to calm my overthinking mind and over-tensed body just by listening to the sound of the waves. The Earth would roar; I would listen. At this oasis of life, I would wait patiently for the sun to kiss the horizon and blend the sky with the most outstanding…