Do you think all the shells in the ocean have met?

The thought crossed my mind while I was sitting on the beach.

The tide was high as it rolled in and brought hundreds of tiny shells to my feet.

I figured that there are five oceans on Earth.

These shells have been rolling through the oceans for sometime and I couldn't help but think...

Have they met each other?

Is this a small reunion?

Or a first date?

There are trillions of tiny shells in just the Pacific Ocean alone.

As I was standing on the shore, with the Pacific Ocean in front of me, I thought, "there are four other oceans left, I mean how many shells are in those oceans?"

The shells are washed up on the shore and as I am walking, I pick a few up and ponder whether or not I should leave them on the beach or take them with me to reminisce later about my fleeting thoughts.

They are beautiful and I want to take them home, but what if they are meant to stay here, on the sand, where they can be swept back into the ocean and painted on the shore once more?

Or are they meant to go with me? Could I be opening new doors for these shells or new shells to come? Or ending an era here?

I decided to leave half of my findings and take half with me.

The millions of shells before me represented the millions of opportunities.

The shells on the sand were all shells I had never seen before, much like the opportunities that haven't been presented to me yet.

And then I thought,

Have I met all the opportunities that will be presented to me?

I've lived on this Earth for two decades, so I figure there have been opportunities floating through life, but have I seen them all?

No

No, of course not.

New opportunities arise everyday, new waves come in.

New waves bring new shells, at different times of the day.

And it is my choice which opportunities I choose to take.

It is my choice which shells I choose to take with me and which to leave behind.

The ocean was selfless with me that day, like always, it gave me moments to think and breath with no rush.

When the waves rolled in it allowed me to choose whether or not to wave back.

Just realizing that there is a vast ocean in front of me, I can sail away from here or stay as long as I would like.

All over the place as usual, but the ocean is unpredictable, so I found it fitting.

Don't be afraid to swim in uncharted waters, my dear friends.