I finally made to the beach today. Oh I need to do that more often. It felt good. I swear there is just something about having my feet in the sand and sitting near water. It makes my soul happy. A half hour by the beach does more for me than any book, church, sermon, etc ever could. It calms me. It soothes me. It sets things to balance. It reminds me to breathe. It reminds me that there is an ebb and flow to all things.

And as usual being by the water makes me hungry. Why is that? It never fails that a half hour by the water and I'm suddenly ravenous. It doesn't even need to be that long. I can be going back home to PEI and as soon as I smell the salt air I want food. lol

After this week I needed that 45 minutes at the beach. This is one of those weeks where there were more lows than highs. It ended on a slightly more positive notes than at work but it still largely sucks.