New Year

Today is the first day of the new fiscal year. I just found that out last night. So I celebrated by hauling my ass to the beach, where everything is free, even the lifesaving. And it was a nice day on the beach, with lots of sun and the waves big as ever, crashing in a way that can be alarming every now and then. Some of the waves were as tall as me. There weren't very many people there, which is just fine with me also. I laid there by myself and tried to let all my frustration go out with the tide. It took a few hours, but it eventually did, and I came back home to the noise and the strangers and the mess and I took a nice long nap and now I feel better, but I look like hell. I probably smell like hell too, but there's nothing I can do about that since I have no shower. I'm not even really sure when it's coming back either.

I don't have to work tomorrow, and there's no school tomorrow, so I'm going to try to enjoy myself and chill out, because getting wound up about these things is not the way I want to spend my afternoons. I want to spend them thinking things that are happy and doing my work and enjoying the beach for what it is, rather than using it because it's the only place I can go that will pretty much be the same no matter what and I can never be turned away.

But for now, I'll just go give married people chicken.