The beach is great for people watching. This girl was there with her mother. She was running back and forth with the waves, just like we all do when we go to the beach no matter how old we are. The back-and-forth rhythm is irresistible to people and even to the dogs I watch playing at the water's edge. We automatically fall in with it. Why?
Something about the way our brains work that recognizes patterns and rhythms and we just go with them. There must be an evolutionary advantage to this, but I can't imagine what it would be in the case of our love for dancing with waves. It must be a beneficial behavioral trait to be able to find joy in playfulness and just being silly.
Our existence is so puzzling, so simultaneously tragic and just plain funny. Can we ever really know ourselves?
Monte