The ocean makes me feel at home. 
The sound of the huge salty waves clashing together reminds me of the kitchen plates smashing on the tiled kitchen floor. 
The soft sand runs through my fingers. 
The relaxing waves remind me of the smell of a salty dish. 
The sight of the ripped-up pollution swimming in the clear water leaves me in anger. 
I ask, “Are you upset about the pollution?”  
The ocean answers, “it's draining me as if the plug is being pulled.”
The ocean makes me feel home.