Beach Walks & Effects

Mood was remarkably altered for the better after another dusk walk on the beach. Though, I'm reaching the end of my tether with BG. Starting to refeel the futility I felt back in May after a 3 week absence. It's been a bit over 2 weeks now and I'm fending off self-combustion. My justifications for his absence are losing credibility. But hey, the walk on the beach was marvellous. I even ran a couple of stretches (for approximately 15secs each time - this is BIG DEAL for me).

I have to say being half on holiday is not a comfortable state to be in. Relaxation spawns guilt and work prevents any genuine unwind. Feel like I've put my guilt and long to-do list into a slow cooker and I'll lift off the lid to a frightening amount of steam when I return to reality. The beach walk has given a pleasant sense of ensuing fitness though; even the overdose on chocolate tonight hasn't ruined this.

Better go to bed now. Need to finish Camus book so I can move onto Capote before book club in a few weeks. I clearly don't have room for another genius in my life right now, and if BG really was a genius, he would find his way into my heart quick smart.

DS: Coffee = 2 | Fruit = 1 | Alcohol = 1 | Exercise = 40min walk (& run!) | Regrets = chocolate