Wednesday's Missed Post

Wednesday - Well, I didn't go to the beach on Monday, like I had planned. Instead I stayed in all night. I don't know why, but I can't seem to push myself to enjoy the weather. Once again I find myself in the horns of a dillemma. I remember freshman year when I would walk to the beach on many nights. The waves are so calming, the crash so relaxing. When Maria was talking about going to the beach and seeing the water as a mother with open arms, I couldn't have said it better myself. I feel exactly the same way. I love looking at the moonlight dancing on the mirror surface of the water. Despite how cliched that is, it's so true. Just the thought of floating out into the water to let all my problems, thoughts, worries and regrets wash away is so comforting. Maybe that's why I wanted to go to the lake in the first place - to get away. It's my escape - at least it would be if I could tear myself away from all my obligations in the real world.