So today I got laid off from the best job I've ever had the opportunity of working. In turn I went to the beach and split a six pack between a homeless man and myself.
The alcohol helped but the real difference was made by walking barefoot in the sand, feeling the cold, invigorating ocean wash over my naked toes.
We discussed nature and "what is God?" and the magnaminities of life altogether. If for just an afternoon, my problems were quieted. There are bigger things.
