I have nothing much to say except that I went to the beach today. This is not one of the best beaches here on the island but for me, a beach is a beach. For most people, the beach is the whole point of their summer holiday. As for me, the beach is the whole point of my life. My life is a beach.
The good thing is that this beach is quite close to my place so I can just easily go here when I need some salt in my hair and sand on my feet. I really just wanted to get away from my screen for a while and get a dose of that much-needed sunshine and fresh air.
I live in the city now and there's really nothing much around here except traffic, shopping malls, and of course, people ugh. The other good thing about being in this place is that I can afford comfort and convenience. But you know, as always, now that I am here. I miss being there.
A few months ago, I came to this city to work. And that was when I realized that the pandemic was about to affect all businesses in tourism. And I was right. However, now I'm unemployed and getting crazy again. So I'm back to blogging and beach bumming. Actually, my life here is not really that bad at all. The rent's cheap for as long as I can put up with the evil landlady. I can live here cheaply and my tiny Hive earnings can go a long way.
I moved because I couldn't take the drama of the small beach town. I found myself overthinking and getting anxious over little things. So to save my sanity, I figured that I needed to work in the city, just to get busy and take my mind off things. Then it turned out that I had a lot more things to do at home than at work. And oh, there was also the boss who wanted to get into my pants. And my toxic colleagues who were feeling insecure. Oh well, in short, things didn't work out for me. Again.
I'll just keep on trying.
At some point I thought, I only needed to work so I could afford wine, eat out, and indulge. All of this but at what cost? I choose peace. I guess I already have everything that I need.
Though it would be nice to be able to find some part-time work-at-home gig. I am trying and let's see how it goes. I realized that not being around people for the most part of the day definitely suits me. I mean, I should be the one who has the say in all things. Like choosing when or where I want to be social or not. It should not be something forced upon me by circumstances.
I don't know what's in store for me here. Maybe I should get back to the beach town. Maybe I should stay here and get a cat. Maybe I should tell my evil landlady to stop being nosy and mind her own business once and for all. Maybe I should get my life in order. Maybe I should stop being a monster and be a civilized human being for once.
Oh uncertainty, uncertainty. It's now giving me anxiety.
My friend used to say:
You know what to do. You're old enough now.
previously, previously, previously,
One of my fave books when I was a kid:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/On_the_Beach_(novel)
And daddy WaWa singing about it:
And also this
Well, I've had to kill all my idols (Buddhas) as they are all fake:P Correct that: fake, fake, fake...It does explain how good they all are but it's a type of cheating to be an archon pretending to be human. Search on the skillsets of the mythological angels...Talented boys and girls but apparently quite naughty as it turns out.
I watched this last night. Tell me what you think of it. Lot's of Spanish actors:
Ok let me watch this.
I scored a job working from home. It's a misanthrope's dream job!
Luck you!