Let your friends take care of you

and other random delights

I went to the beach on Wednesday. I didn’t want to go. Not because I don’t love the beach. I have to say I love the beach because I found out that some people hate the beach. Okay I found out about one person in particular who hates the beach and I assume there are more of them out there. Which is such a strange thing to me? How can you hate the sound of the waves slamming on the the sand? How can you hate the pigeons fighting with seagulls over who the beach belongs to?

I’m pretty sure that last question is a question only someone who goes to a New York City beach would ask. Nonetheless, the pigeons made it to the beach and now they have to work it out with the seagulls. I guess no one is safe from gentrification, not even the birds.

I didn’t want to go to the beach because I woke up sad. When I wake up sad, all I want to do is rewatch TV shows and reread books. Nothing numbs the brain like rewatching an episode of Scandal for the fifth time. That show was so terrible and so toxic and that’s why I love it.

When I got a text from my friend asking if I was still down to go to the beach, I just couldn’t say no even though my sadness was begging me to stay home and watch the Olivia and Fitz toxicity.

I’m glad we went to the beach.

We took the bus to Jacob Riis. Found our spot on the sand. Laid down our towels. My friend pulled out her speaker. The combination of the afrobeats and the waves confirmed that Shonda Rhimes is no match for nature.

We ran to the water because the sand was so hot it burned our feet. We swam in the water. My friend taught me how to float on my back. Floating on my back made me feel so free I forgot I was sad.

This week’s delights are about letting community help you heal instead of isolating and other random things I just wanted to share with you.

Onto the delights…

The poem

I colored this poem of things that bring my joy. I love trees and the beach. I’m obsessed with trees. So obsessed I wish I could talk to them.

what brings

me joy is the idea

that one day my

feet will touch

the salty water

of the ocean my nose

will smell the air of a humid day

day in the forest my

hands will touch the

bark of trees and

ask them what is

their secret how do they

stand tall when the

world is

BURNING

I’ve been really in my feelings lately so everything I’ve been coloring has been about taking care of people. I think taking care of each other and the world around us is our only purpose.

My comedian self is calling me sappy and laughing at me for being so vulnerable with you as I write this. I’m telling him to sit down because he never wants to acknowledge his feelings. He is still laughing but joke’s on him because I’m going to share the poems anyway.

Don’t be mad at him, he just doesn’t know how to act. The rest of us are working on him. Here are the colorings he thinks are too cheesy for me to share.

when the

world becomes

too heavy to

carry on your

own let me

lighten your

load let’s

carry it together

let’s carry each other

when I think of all the times you made me smile I smile

That’s it for the delights!

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Marcela