The Ocean

Sometimes I stand alone in the balcony of my apartment in Florida and I just stare into the ocean. Many things go through my mind. Memories, fantasies, dreams, and misteries perhaps. There are so many things that can keep you distracted, just be looking at the horizon. I am not sure what is it that gets my attention. The sun or the moon? The water? The stars? The wind's blow? People walking down the beach? Im not sure what is it that keeps me entertained from the 15th floor, but I just know it gives me a pleasant feeling. It gives me time to think and remember. To realize things I hadn't noticed. To question my place in Earth shortly after I realize how small I am in the world. Just be looking with my eyes, I question the entire world.

Others have similar ways of thinking. Sometimes by looking at the street. The roof or their home. By watching their family or just talking about life. For me it varies. It depends on where I am and what the situation is. But for Mrs. Pontellier, it is clear it is the water of the ocean. As she speaks with Adele about her thoughts, she confesses she wasn't thinking about what she was thinking. However, the conversation gets her to think and remember. She remembers abour her girlhood in Kentucky and how she got to marry Mr. Pontellier. Sometimes it's good to keep some emotions to oneself, but sometimes it's good to talk about them with someone, specially if it means a good friend like Mrs. Ratignolle.

The ocean allowed her to liberate her thoughts. She was able to remember and think about her past thanks to the tranquility of the water that "spoke to her soul".