Last Friday I had to go out. I had not been to the beach in a while. There was no surf really to speak of, it was lake Newport. Which was great for beginners and they were out in full force.
Not that I minded, I just needed to feel the cold water on me and relax in the sand for a while. It made my whole day better. I have to have some beach time other wise I will get cranky. No one likes that, it's never fun.
Some don't like the feel of sand and others are afraid of the water and won't go in. I have never understood that and never will. If I had to wait for others to go with me, I wouldn't go but once every 5 years.
When I was little I could have drowned in a pool with my stepmother, she pulled me up. It never scared me, even at the time and it sure didn't stop me from going back in, again and again.
In other areas of my life I need to be a bit more bold. I still don't have a book deal and I need to get my articles out again. Be that as it may, when I need a rest from all the stresses it only means one thing. Beach time.
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