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from getting lost, leaving things behind or bringing too much for one simple trip to the lake our day at the becach becomes a quest in the search of our snaity

Morning was spent like anyother messing on the computer. a list of things to do sat upon my desk, untouched though not out of mind. i would get to them, i always did. but pakcing is the lest favourd part of going somewhere or lest at frist thought. the matercilate item by item placement is interesting to say the lest follwed by a joy of accomplishment when the task is compleat. freaky you say, far from it, im just organized. lest in mind

once the packing is down the hick to the bus begins, the rote is well know, from my college days but the worrisom tug of weather all the plans will form is great. frears of what could come to be and wont.

with the shack of the head i mentlay go over my list once more tyring to discern forgotten neccesities. of course i turly wont remember till we are on the beach in need of said item.

i set out enoying the cool brezze, a rare event this summer. the hike to the bus stop taks less then i had intisipated, only 20 minuets this time. a trip with would take me 30 a year ago. as i make my to the stop i dig out my cell, and attmept to phone kathleen in hopes of dubble checking our meeting time. her phone of couse would be off.

after along wait the bus finally comes leaving me standing like a fool infront of the door. of course the driver clames it to be broken in his happy go lucky accent. shrugging it off while keeping my polite air i was rasied with i make my way to the only seat left. the bus is packed. a strange thing since its only 2:30 on a weekday, and im headed south of the college.

deeling with it i joyfull em able to set my burdens down and exersie my imagination as the bus speeds along the street headed for the downtown core. here the bus stops and sits for 10 minuets, leaving an ancious air as to weather my firends will meet up or not, but some god manages to smile on today and out of the corner of my eye Kathleen walks up the street hopeing generly onto the bus. she of course has no fight with the door whith would not open.

a quick greating and exclamation of nick taking the groceries home and meeting us at the lake and now she was more or less aggrivated by a conversation the two had shared with accquatance, we fall into a dicsuction about politics. not a topic widely used. an earlyer instance here on gaia lead me to bring up the subject and not suprised to find kathleen argreing with me on my feelings.

upon reaching the lake i tell of the bollons packed away with the rest of the stuff i had brought and an idea forms in kathleen's head followed by a qucik yourny to the washroom. three bolloons later my friend is armed with a water ballown in each pocket, one in hand and a gient smerk on her face.

pay back is of course a b***h.

what ever powers that may be possesed nick however with good relexes, but weather or not kathleen was truly trying to hit him we shall never now. He did managed to dudge them. leaving us off to to the beach and in serch of the perfect place. which we found adjasent to a rocky cove. here we merly need to condent with a snarky woman and her dog, who should have been leashed and wasn't and a few small childreen. nothing commered to the droving masses a few strides fruther down the beach.

once here we whiped out my carfully prepared lunch and set to staying our hunger before playing to our hearts content. cameras were of couse whiped out and memeroies were of course persereved. this was little baby's first corherant trip to the lake.

the ride home was sharred in part with my firends but after their parting i found myself lost in thouht again. i pretend so much to be cool with my fate of spinster hood, shurgging off the concerns of friends. though deep down i find myself wanting what my two firends have found in each other and i wonder if i'm asking for too much to whish for someone to share my life with. precedding thoughts are i em. i know my peronslity and the dificutly in liveing with it. and i know i wouldn't ever want to cause undoo suffering on other.

So my soon to be fate is once again accpeted but the dull ache shall never leave. i think i shall always wounder what i would have been like in some other instance some other parrale univese that i could find my match and be able to settle down with the joy my friends are lucky enough to have found.