So I ended up going yesterday. About an hour into my drive I started to second guess myself and wanted to turn around and go home. But I ended up pushing on and two more hours and I was there. Long drive. It was a little cloudy when I got there so I was worried it was going to stay that way. I was going to go to the aquarium but ended up not having enough money for that so I just bought gas and yet another pair of earphones because I wanted them to listen to music as I walked along the beach. I already have like 80 pairs of earphones but I forgot to bring them of course. I was nervous almost the entire time, just because I haven’t been that far by myself in a long time. Usually I’m with a friend, family, or boyfriend. I parked by the beach and walked to a spot where I could just sit and relax for a bit. The sun did end up coming out and I chugged the one beer I bought and for awhile it was nice and relaxing. The beach was a bit kelp-y but the spot I was at was secluded and I ended up staying there for a little over an hour. After that I decided it was time to go. I didn’t want to hit traffic and I didn’t exactly have money to do much else so I just left. Yep, drove about 3 hours to a beach just to stay for an hour, and then drove 3 hours back. It was worth it though. For that hour I did relax, clear my mind, and was at peace. I just needed to feel the sand between my toes. And yes, there are closer beaches but I needed the distance. I just wanted to get away. I got home within a reasonable time and ended up finishing some much needed chores and then tossed and turned cause it was too hot last night. Today I have work and Tyler asked what time my lunch was, so hopefully he’ll come and visit. Turns out we are still on for SF tomorrow. I’m excited but nervous. Two emotions I generally feel when I hangout with him. I hope tomorrow is fun. It’s what’s going to get me through a most likely crappy work day today.