10:23 PM First night at Myrtle Beach. Not only have I yet to ruin anything, but Suzi has commented multiple times on my uncharacteristic patience in spite of familial turmoil and being fairly deprived on sleep. I slept for three or so hours Wednesday to Thursday, worked all day Thursday, drove the entire way to Myrtle Beach, and then face fucked the most fun possible out of the day.
Last year I created an alarm titled “Myrtle Beach Safari.” I’ve never deleted the alarm, but have never enabled it either. Until this evening. I am taking us again and I am bringing my sister.
My primary focus for the next two weeks will be face fucking fun out of each day, and , once again, contemplating purpose.
