Seaside Living

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I have lived in a few different locations in my 26 years but originally, my very first home was on the coast in the south-east of England. My mother decided when I was 8 years old that she would like us to live in the Midlands. At the time, I didn't think much of leaving the sea behind but after a few years of being in-land, I started to realise just how much I had taken it for granted. I could no longer stroll down to the beach with my parents or friends whenever I felt like it and one of the most noticeable changes was the inability to hear seagulls, a sound that I had always found annoying prior to our move. We returned to my birthplace to visit relatives every couple of years or so but the 6-7 days we would spend there would never seem enough. A few years ago, I met my boyfriend online and in our initial small-talk, he mentioned that he lived by the sea. And a year later, when we came to the mutual decision to live together, I moved up to the north-east to be with him. I know that sounds as though I only wanted him for his seaside location but I can assure you, that is just a bonus. He's a wonderful man. But now I have been here for almost 3 years, the novelty of the beach has worn off yet again and I haven’t actually walked any where NEAR it for about 2 months now, despite living under a mile away. I can even hear the waves crashing from my window when the sea is particularly angry. And the seagulls...Don't even get me started.