January Sunset

The ocean is mere yards away from my front door; in fact, if I want to, I can now climb out of one of my windows directly onto the fire-escape for a killer view of it. But, as is the case with many things of value that are right under our noses, I don't take advantage of my proximity to this most beautiful piece of Nature as often as I should. I know it sounds crazy, but sometimes I kind of forget that it's there, and other times I just don't have the energy to deal with its magnitude.

Last night I really needed it though. I needed a major attitude adjustment. It was gorgeous down there, crisp with January San Francisco crispness. There were the usual happy, happy couples, families, joggers and doggies. At least they seem happy. Well, the doggies are DEFINITELY happy! An idea I had last night was that the beach seems to self-select for happy people a lot of the time, at least at sunset. Sometimes I don't have the energy for that either. You do see some solitary people down there, alone with their thoughts (like moi), and there's the random "beach bum" type lurking around here and there too. I have to admit that in my highly unscientific demographic study last night, the major population represented seemed to be *happy*, heterosexual, white people. Just a personal observation, haven't begun my PhD dissertation yet!

Be that as it may, it was truly a tonic to be down there last night. Much better than a Gin & Tonic! (I don't want to have any serious Gin-Induced lip-liner accidents, lol!).

I really should go down there more often.