The Rule of Three

Some days pass by without fuss or ceremony. Others bring with them a torrent of things you could do without. Today can be placed in the latter category. I won't delve too deep into the details because they are neither interesting nor relevant in retrospect. What I learned will continue to resound into the future, so let's just focus on that at this point.

Bad things happen in threes, they say. Today was no exception, so I can say that I learned three very valuable things today:

1) Parents will always be parents no matter what, and the sooner you accept that, the happier you'll be.

2) No matter what you say or don't say, neither person walks away from an argument feeling good about anything.

3) At the end of the day, being able to deflect life's curve balls with laughter (especially when shared with a special someone) certainly makes the day's struggle worth something.

Oh, and the beach is the perfect escape from the litany. In order to ease my mind, I drove to Bolsa Chica and walked around for a little bit simply to clear my head. I snapped a few photos and wrote a few verses.

The tide's coming up
Water up to my knees
Kites flying high
And I want to be free
Sun's sinking soon
There's salt in the breeze
Foam's in retreat
And I want to be free.