*sunday, september 2
Man, seriously man, the beaches are the greatest. I can't believe I'm missing the Q top 500 rock songs to write this - shit, what if it's over before I get back? Anyway... Fuck. Heh. Alright. As I was saying, the beaches are the greatest. It's like my destination of choice over these last two weeks. The past two days have been in-fucking-credible... Spanky saw me on the subway today. I don't think anyone understands how fucking happy and/or giddy my cottage friends can make me, cuz it's like NO OTHER. It's awesome. I just love what we have, it kills me it's so good. The fire on the beach was amazing yesterday because it just didn't quit, and we so randomly saw Heather (which is another cottage - person) walking her dog there. Nice. Now tonight we find this guy sitting at our little circle of stones complete with firepit in the middle... His name was Jerry. He played the guitar, but not for us. He says he has a hot dog stand in the summer but in the winter goes down to Mexico and South America and shit like that. That's the kind of life I want. I don't want to go totally wild or anything, but I'd just hate to be tied down in a job that demands too much of me. So I totally want to be a teacher, but that would be insanely trying and committed... That's why it's fucken ridiculous to ask kids what they wanna do with their life when they're 16. Fucken Denis already has his life mapped out- go to work this year, go to college, take over his dad's business, and that's it. It's like his life is fucken laid out, and all he has to do is work it. Isn't that weird? Or scary? I wouldn't be able to deal with that... I don't even know how I'm going to deal with next week, let alone being able to see my whole future.
In a sort of unrelated topic, yet for some reason my brain connects it, the horizon tonight was fuckin incredible. The moon is almost or possible totally full and the reflection hits the water hard. The line of the horizon is so perfectly straight it's like you can feel the earth curve, the way sara says you can see the sky curve right at the point where you look up. And wouldn't that technically be true? Only if the Earth is a perfect circle, i s'pose. Anyway, it's like the horizon tries to trick you into thinking it's not straight because it's so hard to get a decent look at that one perfect line. It's nuts. Anyway, i've gone off on several tangents here so let's tie it all up with this: oldies are the greatest; i love the beach; i love justin, denis and graham; fuck school.
~check ya later
