At the beach, learning

Date: 10/26/2020

There's a study group I'm in where I'm learning beer advanced topics. There are people around me that I feel very comfortable with them. Someone is making a necklace and my cousins are here. We're at my grandparents' house at the beach and the sun is just starting to set. I'm with a group of friends I know from studying. They're bothering the other students by being loud and inconsiderate. I love them but I can't keep being with them. Finally, I say to them I can't keep hanging out with them. They're loud, inconsiderate, and have no respect for anyone other than themselves. I stand up and leave, not feeling guilty or nervous, but proud, knowing I've done the right thing. Now, I leave walking. I stop by aunt Karen's house to use the bathroom. Her and uncle Paul are tending to the kids who are playing beautiful piano music and studying for school. They welcome me warmly and I go up the wooden staircase at the front of the house. There's a bathroom up here and a balcony that leads to the back of my grandparents' old house by the shore. I go up here to look over the city and I feel good.