Yesterday, I went to the beach with Jess. I was really excited to see her, we had a lot to catch up on. The plan was to meet at Nantasket beach. It's about equidistant from each of our houses and a good meeting spot. The weather was beautiful: Warm, no humidity. A bit cloudy, but not bad at all.
There's this one spot, near all the beach houses, that Jess says she likes to go to in order to think. You get this great view of the Boston skyline from this one specific spot. We sat on the rocks for a while, just talking about our lives. School, our love lives, our problems. Then we started throwing rocks into the ocean, 'cause we could. It was fun to see the ripples in the water, and who could throw the furthest. It kinda brought us back to being kids for a minute. But the present didn't elude us for long. Eventually, we attached a person, an issue, or an idea that bugged us to each rock. And each rock crashed against a bigger rock and shattered.
If only it were that easy. It felt good, though.
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