writing this while eating carrots and hummus, afraid i'm gonna eat the whole thing. took a trip down the shore with the family, my aunt drove me down. it was a beautifully sunny day for march. enjoyed some time on the beach. it was very windy. the dry sand looked really cool as it whipped over the damp sand near the ocean. speaking of, i had to say hello to my old friend the atlantic. the water was freezing. here is a video:

while on the beach i finished Same Bed, Different Dreams by Ed Park. i really really liked it. it is already a very surreal or maybe magical-real book, but i happened to read it in bursts separated by multiple days. whenever i picked the book back up, what i had read up to that point took on a dream-like quality which i felt enhanced the whole experience. although, i'm sure i missed a lot this way. something to revisit in the future...