What do you do when you realize that none of it really matters and the whole point is simply to enjoy yourself? What do you do when the sun continues to bless you with rays of warmth and happiness?
I guess you can do a multitude of things.
We specifically decided to spread our beds (read: towels) next to the water and read a book. Or at least give it a try. It didn’t take long before we were surrounded by groups of teenagers having the same idea as we had. Though they didn’t plan on reading any books (they were loud). Since my book of choice was one I once had to read for my psychology studies (which means it’s rather complicated and you need to keep your focus), I could only make it through a couple of pages. A vague memorie exists where I enjoyed reading the book, despite it being on a timer since I had other courses at the time as well. I thought it’d be fun to read the book on my own pace and with a few more years of experience under my belt. See what I think of it now.
Oh shit wait, the cats knocked something over…
Ah man, I left my glass of water unguarded for one minute to write this story and they knocked it down from the cabinet. Water everywhere and two pairs of guilty looking eyes staring at me. I guess I’ll better get back to the living room to keep an eye on my next glass. I’m talked out for today and none of it really matters anyway.