Today (Saturday), we are off to the coast. I think. We’re certainly going to head in that direction, and then we’ll see what we see. We decided to make a day of it instead of a weekend because it’s not going to get over 60 degrees, and that is not what I consider beach weather. If we make it to the coast (and I believe we will), maybe we’ll pretend we’re posh New Englanders who roam the beach in oversize cable knit sweaters and Dockers rolled above our ankles. Except for the oversize cable knit sweaters and the Dockers rolled above our ankles.
By the time you read this, we’ll have already gone to wherever we’re going. How mysterious. How vague and always true. Unless you’re standing over my shoulder reading it as I type. But even then, you’re behind me, I’m ahead of you, you’re in my past, and I’m wherever it is I was going to go.
I’ve been listening to Welcome to Night Vale almost every day. It may be influencing my thoughts.