I'm trying to write more often, even if the entry is short.
Watching the Reds/Mets game on TV. Excited because the Reds are on top. I would be there, but Dylan had something going on tonight. We're gonna go tomorrow. (I'm actually glad I didn't go today -- I felt like crap for a long time today.)
It was really nice yesterday, so I went to Coney Island. I took off my extra shirt and sat in the sand, letting myself relax and breathe. It reminded me of sitting by the beach at the Point in June. Something made me think of mortality today, and it reminded me that when I die, I'd like to be cremated and have my ashes scattered across the Point, so that I could always, always be there among the happiness and everybody's dreams of racing for the sky. I wouldn't mind it if someone did something with my Point outfit, though. I'd rather that not be burned.
Sorry. Didn't mean for that to get so sad-face.
I hope it can be soon.
Watching the Reds/Mets game on TV. Excited because the Reds are on top. I would be there, but Dylan had something going on tonight. We're gonna go tomorrow. (I'm actually glad I didn't go today -- I felt like crap for a long time today.)
It was really nice yesterday, so I went to Coney Island. I took off my extra shirt and sat in the sand, letting myself relax and breathe. It reminded me of sitting by the beach at the Point in June. Something made me think of mortality today, and it reminded me that when I die, I'd like to be cremated and have my ashes scattered across the Point, so that I could always, always be there among the happiness and everybody's dreams of racing for the sky. I wouldn't mind it if someone did something with my Point outfit, though. I'd rather that not be burned.
Sorry. Didn't mean for that to get so sad-face.
I hope it can be soon.