Yesterday at 9:50 pm we decided to go to the beach. It was cold and dark and we got lost on the way. We skated down the wet boardwalk and ran from the waves. Devon said that we were so close to Africa, that it was just on the other side of the water. It was the type of spontaneous thing that ought to have been amazingly fun, and it was, but there was something missing, though I can’t quite tell what. It was still great to get out of town for a while and spend time with friends, and I hope that with warmer weather will come will come increased hangage. The changing of the seasons are always the most exciting times of the year for me, and this year I feel like spring is long overdue.