Neither here nor there (submerged plastic chair)

My in-laws live in Croatia and have an amazing, self-built holiday house on the Adriatic coast. At the little pebble beach nearby, there used to be this old plastic chair, legs broken off and battered by the sea and time. It would be half in the water for anyone to sit and enjoy the sun and sea at the same time. Sitting in the clear sea, where my significant other feels at home, I longed to return to my home country, the Netherlands, which is ironically mostly below sea level. I thought this beaten-up seat was a strong metaphor for my life there - I felt out of place while being surrounded by beautiful scenery, moments, and experiences.