Rushing in, she dove into the waves, allowing the water to bear her troubles.
Rushing in, she could feel the mixture of water, sea salt, and sand hit her back.
Walking out of the surf, she fought the waves back to the heat of the pristine beach.
Walking out of the surf, she sought solace between the pages of her new novel.
Rushing in, she drowned herself into the trials and tribulations of the protagonist.
Rushing in, she read in order to feel as though she could escape her problems.
Tuning out, she dared to dream what her life could still yet be in the recesses of her mind.
Tuning out, she connected to all that was inside her from the moment of her birth long ago.