Some say anxiety is the danger censor of the mind. The one that believes danger is around the corner when in reality it couldn't be further from it. Overreactive, if you will. But what if this was within reason, knowing you are in danger when no threat is visible? Is it a spark of insanity, or something darker?
I finished scarfing down the last of my sour gummy bears, finding myself disappointed in my lack of self control. I can usually hold back from delving into junk food and relaxation without a means of escaping from the laziness. Sure, I wasn't going to beat myself up from eating a candy bar, I would only reach that level of desperation if I never stop weeks and weeks from now still devouring junk food rather than trying to be healthy.
I know, you may see me as someone that cares a little too much about my body image, but I assure you I think much more highly of myself. I only do this to fight the laziness I'd been cursed with my entire existence. I wanted for nothing more than to do things, not because I see it as fun, but I see it as better than laying in bed all day.
There's nothing exactly wrong with laying in bed watching videos all day, it's just not a lifestyle I wish to follow. As for today, what I wish to do was to grab my speaker and my phone, possibly a couple friends, and spend the next couple hours roasting under the hot sun at the beach. After all, why waste the summer when you could dive into it head first?
After making a few phone calls, I was off to pack a few things into the first random bag I could find, a basic black, drawstring bag. I tossed a towel and some sunscreen inside. I threw on a set of swimming trunks and a disposable t-shirt, and hopped in my car.
It took quite a few minutes, but I finally made it, parking in between a few of my friends. They were standing around laughing. One of them was taking a bag and a cooler out of their trunk. I got out, grabbed my stuff, and prepared for a fun time as we headed down to the beach.
Surprisingly, there weren't many people on the beach today. I was almost taken aback by this. It was a hot, cloudless day. The breeze made it feel just right against the harsh heat of the sun.
My friends and I laid our towels out and sat for a moment. We talked and laughed. I pulled out my speaker and hooked it up to my phone. Of course, at least on of them wanted to give me random songs to play. We all argued on what to play first, so I scrolled through until I found a playlist of songs we all kind of enjoyed.
As the music played, we relaxed, sat back, and enjoyed ourselves and the boiling sun. That was until something creepy began playing from the speaker. What the hell was this? I quickly jerked up and grabbed my phone. I scrolled through just in time to pause the music. I went through the playlist to find that music was actively being deleted from it, being replaced by horror music.
I finished scarfing down the last of my sour gummy bears, finding myself disappointed in my lack of self control. I can usually hold back from delving into junk food and relaxation without a means of escaping from the laziness. Sure, I wasn't going to beat myself up from eating a candy bar, I would only reach that level of desperation if I never stop weeks and weeks from now still devouring junk food rather than trying to be healthy.
I know, you may see me as someone that cares a little too much about my body image, but I assure you I think much more highly of myself. I only do this to fight the laziness I'd been cursed with my entire existence. I wanted for nothing more than to do things, not because I see it as fun, but I see it as better than laying in bed all day.
There's nothing exactly wrong with laying in bed watching videos all day, it's just not a lifestyle I wish to follow. As for today, what I wish to do was to grab my speaker and my phone, possibly a couple friends, and spend the next couple hours roasting under the hot sun at the beach. After all, why waste the summer when you could dive into it head first?
After making a few phone calls, I was off to pack a few things into the first random bag I could find, a basic black, drawstring bag. I tossed a towel and some sunscreen inside. I threw on a set of swimming trunks and a disposable t-shirt, and hopped in my car.
It took quite a few minutes, but I finally made it, parking in between a few of my friends. They were standing around laughing. One of them was taking a bag and a cooler out of their trunk. I got out, grabbed my stuff, and prepared for a fun time as we headed down to the beach.
Surprisingly, there weren't many people on the beach today. I was almost taken aback by this. It was a hot, cloudless day. The breeze made it feel just right against the harsh heat of the sun.
My friends and I laid our towels out and sat for a moment. We talked and laughed. I pulled out my speaker and hooked it up to my phone. Of course, at least on of them wanted to give me random songs to play. We all argued on what to play first, so I scrolled through until I found a playlist of songs we all kind of enjoyed.
As the music played, we relaxed, sat back, and enjoyed ourselves and the boiling sun. That was until something creepy began playing from the speaker. What the hell was this? I quickly jerked up and grabbed my phone. I scrolled through just in time to pause the music. I went through the playlist to find that music was actively being deleted from it, being replaced by horror music.
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