I skip the heading. They don't do me much good anyway. Except a headache. Plain posts are better. And a lot easier too.
Today was not all that bad, as days go. I mean, there are days and then there are days. I would count today as one of my better days.
Went down to the beach. And there were the waves, roaring in. Prettry tall, some of them. I prefer the beach with the sun down. The waves look sort of beckoning. And they call you. The crash of all that salt water in the darkness. Reminds me of all the souls that are inside. Of his bones are corals made kind of stuff. There was this eerie deep red wink of a light in the horizon. That must be the remnant of the sun.