I try to write something each morning and put it here.
We spent the weekend camping up at Cowichan Lake in Gordon Bay Provincial Park. Beautiful spot. Sometimes I have to stop and appreciate that there are places like this less than a couple hours away from my door.
We spent all of Saturday on the beach, and as a result I have a rather hilarious sunburn. My chest looks like a world map. You can’t trust that spray sunscreen. I still find it startling just how damaging the sun can be, especially when you miss a spot and it turns siren red. Holy shit, my whole body could have looked like that! Human beings evolved on Earth, yet we still can’t handle the sun. That giant shining orb in the sky is what allows us to live, but it’s also constantly trying to kill us.
Saturday was also one of those days where I started to get a hangover while still drinking. That’s what happens when you crack your first beer at 10 am and continue to do so during the hottest hours of the day. I was a crispy, useless mass yesterday, spending most of the day on the couch reading Game of Thrones once we got home.
I’m scrambled this morning because it’s Monday, my coffee hasn’t kicked in yet, and I don’t have much time to write before work because I slept in. I’m just trying to ease into the week after a fun weekend. My head is a bit like a radio that is constantly changing stations, and writing helps me keep it on one frequency for at least a little while.