Welp, that was a pretty aweful Christmas break. I'll be creating a post for next weekend called "What's Your Damage" serializing the disappointing winter holiday dumped upon me by cruel fate. Anyway, one of the few redeeming factors has been spending time with my boyfriend because he came home from uni for Christmas with his own family. Getting to just roll around and watch shows and relax was all I wanted. We dreamed of escaping to somewhere hot, and were talking about our summer plans (or daydreams at least). Reminiscing of summer with my favourite person reminded me of an unfinished post I wrote when we were at my family cabin over the summer.
He had just started a new job after a string of major failure disappointing jobs with terrible or no hours, and I had been working my usual 5 or 6 AMs so we were VERY ready for a holiday away from EVERYTHING. It was blisteringly hot and thankfully, my cabin is a 3 minute walk from the beach.
El Jimadors, blackberry beers, and inflatable row boat in tow, we lived on the beach those few sweet summer days. After a cooler or two, I started to feel antsy. I was sweating abnormally much for the summer heat, because I knew I was reaching my bladder's breaking point. He noticed my darting eyes and constant agitated leg shifting in the tiny inflatable boat.
The raft docked in the bay is nicely situated over a sand bar. Even during the highest tides, you can see down to the sand below and revel in the emerald beauty that is the Pacific Ocean. As soon as we were over the light sand I flung myself out the boat and finally relaxed.
I resurfaced as a glossy floating head.
I felt his pain.
From the water, I tried to encourage him to jump in, alas, it was to no avail.
I tried to appear alluring, in spite of the trauma I had put my body through over the last hours. I also needed to find a way to skirt the subject of encouraging him to unite his fluids with mine in the world's largest toilet...because that's pretty weird...even if it would make him feel a lot better.
It can be summer right now, ok?
Happy new year thing of stuffers! Thanks for reading and let's hope I adhere to my resolution of unwinding through drawing and writing. >u<