Hi guys. Well, tomorrow I embark on a five day vacation I'm taking with my parents. After I get up tomorrow, I will head to my father's office, about an hour and a half away from here. From there we will head to Tybee Island, GA, about a four hour drive from my dad's office. To save money on gas, I'm leaving my car at the office and riding down with them.
This will be the first time since I was about 14 that I will ride in my parent's car with them on a vacation. I'm thinking I should demand coloring books and crayons to have in the back seat with me and perhaps sing a round or two of 100 bottles of beer, just to annoy them. LOL! I suppose at least I'll have my mom's 2 year old Chihuahua, Rita, to keep me company in the back seat.
I need this vacation badly, guys. Things have been building up in my mind lately and the stress of my life has really been getting to me. I have been having more emotional outbursts lately, more flashes of rage at inappropriate times, etc. Some of this has been related to the types of issues I talk to you guys about here, some of it has been related to the issues I'm afraid to talk about even here, and a lot of it is just the normal stress of living, working and commuting every day in a big city. In a way, all of those things kind of wind up all twisted tightly together in one big, ugly ball of tension, anger and anxiety that festers and simmers and churns inside my head, sucking little bits of my soul away, every single day.
As much as I need this vacation, I'm afraid it won't help much in the long run. Part of me feels like I'm going to get back home on Monday and find myself emotionally right where I was when I left. Yeah, getting away from the stress of the city and my job for nearly a week will be nice. It will help to decompress, I know that. These other things I can't get away from though. They follow me everywhere I go. I could go to the most peaceful, stress-free environment on earth and they would still be there, clawing away at me from the inside. Especially the worst thing. The thing I sometimes refer to as "the curse". It is always there and it always will be there. I can not escape it, no matter where I go. Fucking hell.
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So, Friday night on Tybee Island is the Beach Bum Parade. It's basically the world's largest water gun fight. It's a normal parade, only everyone who comes brings a water gun, all the people on the floats have water guns, and they all just run around blasting one another. I've been to a few of them before and it's quite a release. Talk about therapeutic! Beach Bum Parade
The rest of my time there I'm just going to spend drinking margaritas and beer on the beach. No open container laws on Tybee, so.... YIPPIE! There are no glass bottles allowed but other than that you can drink whatever you want in public. Hell, there's even a bar right on the pier!
Anyway, I'm bringing my laptop so I will have access to MS but I probably won't be able to post or PM that much. I will try to post some pics though if and when I get a chance. If and when I do, I'll just post them in this thread. Talk at y'all laters. Peace,