The Thing about Melancholy
I feel in desperate need of a duel. To be more specific with Styrofoam Nerf Swords. To be more specific with somebody that I haven't seen for seven months, twenty-four days, eight hours and some odd minutes. Anywho, I suppose anybody would do, but that would be the ideal situation. Oh, and it would preferably be in a toy isle at Walmart. Just got to Pismo Beach, CA. Checked into the hotel. This is the first time that I've ever been able to use free Wifi so I'm excited about this new experience I suppose. I'm not too chipper today and I feel like writing something now so you can stop reading if you'd like. It's really cold here. It has the crisp feel of fresh sheets and I can hear waves from my hotel room. Oh! Another plus! I get a bed to myself! That never happens because of several different factors so I usually en up sleeping on the floor or sharing a bed with two other people. We're about to walk down to the beach. It's freaking cold here! I wish I had an old-fashioned bathing suit like the one Dick Van Dyke wears in Chitty Chitty Bang Bang.
Back from the beach which was great. Built a sandcastle. I suppose that I'm melancholy. That's the best that I can describe it. Maybe I'm just tired, I don't know. I'll probably write more on here later tonight.
-"Dolphins get a lot of good publicity for the drowning swimmers they push back to shore, but what you don’t hear about is the many people they push farther out to sea! Dolphins aren’t smart. They just like pushing things."
Dwight Schrute-
