My family is currently in a sweet little town by the sea and I couldn't be happier. Well,maybe. The beach is a block away and as soon as we got here I pulled off my mismatching Converse (courtesy of my two best friends-one friend gave me a purple pair and then my other friend and I got our shoes mixed up and were too lazy to change them)
I ran to the beach immediately. My bare feet slapping the wet sand, my hair already in a sticky mass of red tangled ringlets. I was soaked in seconds flat. And then my obsession with marine biology kicked in. Looking at barnacles, peering at jellyfish and anemones and determining the ages of seagulls. Then we went to a famous clam chowder place. I ate more than my dad, (stuffed myself actually)and was hungry two hours later. Typical.
So here I am, looking over a sleeping city at six thirty AM. Curled up, cozy, just about to pick up my book. Well, after I eat. Or maybe go for a walk... In the dark...
For injuries: I fell over onto a coffee table sitting down doing up my shoes. Many other. Can't be bothered to track.
No comments:
Post a Comment