Went down to the pier at sunset, right when the sun was slipping behind the horizon line. The sky was a pretty salmon pink and powder blue, and the beaches were slowly emptying out after a day of picnics and sandcastles near the shore.
Fairgrounds always put me in a lighter mood. Seeing the little smiling children in their heart shaped glasses, and the silhouettes of kissing couples against the fading magenta sky. There was some kind of magic in the air tonight, and I enjoyed every second of it.
We walked to the end of the pier where a guy was playing guitar and singing cover songs through a microphone plugged into a mini amp. The moon was full and a few couples were out slow dancing under the foggy light posts. We decided to sit a while and listen to a few songs. The waves were crashing into the wooden planks and I could see the green lights of the ferris wheel, glittering on the water below. It felt good to separate my mind the from the usual day-to-day complications and appreciate things like: wind, fog, waves, lights, laughing, music, life.
After the pier, we drove down to the batting cages and Ron hit a few baseballs. They have a little pizza parlor on the inside, so we ordered a few slices and watched a comedy show on their t.v. The people there were really nice and friendly, I would’ve loved it there as a kid. Video games and pool, an official New Jersey photo booth, 25 cent machines that spit out little rings and plastic lions and tigers and bears. Great little spot.
A perfect song for today (watch out, the volume is a little loud)
Goodnight, world. Zzz