Life in Pictures and Sunsets [Part 2]

Blogging is like a weird drug.  When you're on it, you can't stop it.
I suppose it is best to get this out of the way now.  But if you're reading this you probably already know... it's funny how that works.  I have a boyfriend.  It's pretty awesome having someone in your life that you can sit down to have a quick chat with... and not look at the clock until hours later to realize that the sun is about to rise.  The cool thing is we had that kind of friendship before this whole dating thing.  But, yes, he's pretty awesome.  But don't tell him I said so.
The day we decided to give dating a shot, we were at the zoo and saw this three month old cheetah cub. Not a bad sign, right?

The weather here in San Diego has been amazing and there have been sunsets to match.  No, this is not 'rose-colored glasses' talk, these sunsets are genuinely breathtaking.

<< A few minutes after sunset in Revelle, walking home after class with Amy

Dusk, overlooking the canyon in Warren college with the moon rising >>

Last weekend, I had a lovely and long overdue lunch date with my sister.  I was scheduled to pick up Mike that afternoon but he missed a train (or two) so I made my way down to Carlsbad State beach with a biological psychology book.  I spent a few hours out there lying on a bank of sand, reading and watching the sun make its way to the horizon.  My reward for a solid hour of reading was to explore the beach and take some pictures.  There is something amazingly blissful about being quiet and letting the sound of waves and beach-goers fill your mind as you walk down the shore.  It is almost better than retail therapy but I think I'm going to say this one is too close to call.

As I was driving down the coast and away from that incredibly peaceful place, windows down with Angels and Airwaves blasting, I kept thinking about the lady I had just talked to.  As I was leaving the beach, an older woman approached me.  I think she was staying at the beach with her family in the RV parked nearby.  She told me that she loved my car and that it reminded her of the old 'beetles' or "at least that's what we called them back in the day".  The look in her eye told me the memory of this car would always possess a special place in her heart.  We made some small talk and before I drove away I remember saying, "Thanks, have a good night.  And enjoy the sunset".  I know the fluffy, white vw with some killer black racing stripes will always have a special place in my heart, just as one of its ancestors' does in hers.  I hope that it may be the catalyst for some brief but meaningful interaction with a complete stranger someday.  And, mostly, I hope that everyone remembers to enjoy the sunset.

This post has a decidedly Jack Johnson/day by the beach feel...
"Do you remember when we first met? I sure do, it was sometime in early September, You were lazy about it, You made me wait around... So I was late for class"