Nothing like a nice sunset to snap me out of a terrible mood.

The irony here is that Ben was somewhat consoled by the fact that I am no longer lonely and depressed, just lonely, except for some reason this grew on my mind all weekend. It didn’t help that my iPod decided to play a bunch of Smiths and Morrissey songs all in row, capped off by the wondrously plaintive “Somebody” by Depeche Mode.

I love watching the sun set into the sea. Because my car windows were incredibly dirty and I couldn’t catch the sun as I zoomed past at 80 mph, I decided to stop at the vista point off the I-5 adjacent to Camp Pendleton and take some pictures. I remember A and E suggesting that I top off every day with watching the sun set that one December day when it felt like summer and we ended up going to PB to do just that, watch the sun dive below the waves. I always seem to forget such powerfully effective but simple pieces of advice.

That managed to snap me out of my brooding a little. As the season continues to turn, I can expect my mood to become increasingly sucky, but what can you do. At least I won’t have to deal with snow.