The Beach

So much is going on. Well, not so much but what is going on is quite emotional. I have a very hard time talking about it and a very easy time crying about it. Yesterday I decided that if I was going to cry (which I was) that I wanted to do it somewhere else. So I drove the 45 minutes to the beach. I spent money I shouldn't have and bought comfy shirts at Victoria's Secret. Then I bought tea and found an empty spot on the beach. I brought a notebook with me. My mind is constantly going and I was hoping that I could write some of it down. I kind of did but I also just copied some quotes I found on Pinterest. Writing those out was surprisingly therapeutic. I wrote some on my own but it's still so hard to put everything into words.

The biggest thing I wanted when I was there was to see the sunset and feel some kind of peace that everything would be ok. I kind of found that. It only lasted a minute, but it's better than nothing.