The beach is my happy place. I love the smell of the ocean, sound of the waves and the feeling of sand between my toes during trips to different beaches in my hometown. I’m abundantly grateful to live in an area with multiple beaches nearby. If I ever relocated and started a new life somewhere else, there’d have to be a beach in the area. I know that sounds extreme. But it’s something only beach lovers can understand. Don’t judge. Unfortunately, the combination of rainy weather and ridiculously heated temperatures has put a hindrance on the number of trips I usually make to my destination happy place. But as the sky clears and the summer winds down, prayerfully things will remain clear enough to squeeze some extra trips in. I hope you’re enjoying your own happy places and making time to visit them. And when you visit your happy places, don’t complain or worry about anything or anyone that’s been getting on your nerves or troubling your mind. Just relax, reset and have a good time. Do something fun this weekend and enjoy yourself. TGIF!
Ghosting: the practice of ending a personal relationship with someone by suddenly and without explanation withdrawing from all communication. I’ve been ghosted by every guy I’ve met within the past two years. About six to be exact. · The first guy pursued me and then got shady whenever I asked him about what he did for a living and where he lived. When he started dodging and avoiding questions, wouldn’t initiate dates, and slowly stopped keeping in touch with me altogether, eventually, all communication ceased. · The second guy was someone I met through a family member. He was super cool, very smart, handsome, and funny, but didn’t want to be in a relationship and acted like he didn’t want to be seen with me publicly. When we had plans to meet for an outing, he didn’t show up, and then texted me about a week later with an apology. We chilled at my place a few times, had a few phone conversations, and exchanged occasional texts, but eventually he stopped responding to me