Work. It can be such a seemingly evil thing. For months now I have desperately awaited the futile thing that most people know as Spring Break.
There's only one issue. I'm here now and have no idea what to do with myself. On the plus side, I get to blog, but I'm telling y'all: I'm going to go crazy. This post has no purpose either, so if you're looking for something of immense meaning and splendor, look elsewhere. This is just me talking. Rambling about life. I figure I should do that on here from time to time. I mean, I don't always have the time to come up with a writing topic, but I always know how to run my mouth on life.
Florida truly is a beautiful place this time of year, too. Tomorrow I'm going to the beach for the first time this year. Hoping to get some great shots. Last year I got lucky and nabbed a random couple biking across the sand. Yes. I COMPLETELY mind my own business.
Besides, for those of you who aren't around beaches? There are about 101+ reasons why beaches are amazing. To name a few. . .
Water. Water is very relaxing. Besides, it's salt water. While I find the Atlantic Ocean particularly lame compared to the Gulf of Mexico, it's still salt water. These waters will cure your every ailment. Okay, not really, but it sounds like a lovely idea.
Shells. Shells are mostly useless to you when you bring a bucket of them home, but they're quite lovely to look at.
Palm trees. Enough said.
Come on. Everyone needs some fancy islandy music when going to the beach. And if you need beach music? I've got a list of recommendations too. However, I must leave now. And leave you waiting for the beach photos I will be taking tomorrow. Unless it rains and my plans of brilliance are spoiled.