Summer, Story, Self

I need a genius idea for a storyline so I can write a book this summer. I need something thrilling, groundbreaking, touching, and powerful. Any ideas? There should be a website where you can steal plotlines and then write books based on them. It wouldn't be too bad of plagiarism, right?

Right now I'm drinking a white chocolate coconut iced coffee and sitting outside, listening to the sounds of a peaceful summer night. It would be 153 times better if I had someone to share it with. Someone who could just sit in silence with me, someone who understands me. I'm not distinguishing between genders in my head. A girl would be just as welcome as a boy. Just someone.

My summer thus far has consisted of: running a 5k and getting 2nd place in my age division, sitting outside at a picnic, sitting in my room all day, running random errands, and also sitting in my room all day. And I've been sitting in my room a lot.

I was randomly thinking tonight and I will indulge you, dear reader (all one of you or something like that), by letting you in on my thoughts. Don't run screaming for the hills yet. This is just a scenario that I would love to be in right now:

I am sitting on a sailboat, probably near some tropical island. I am on a journey on this sailboat, just me and another person (okay, this time I am choosing between gender; it would be nice to have a man along), and we are just going wherever the wind takes us. The sun is setting, of course, and I am drinking a nice iced coffee, flavored white chocolate coconut probably. It is still and peaceful and every once in a while a dolphin breaks the surface of the waves next to us. We have brought nothing but food and beverages and stacks and stacks of good books. We also have a sweet sound system that can play whatever music we want to listen to at the moment. I'm thinking classical would be a good choice considering our surroundings.

Lame? Probably. Realistic? Not at all. Heavenly? Most definitely.

I think the thing I'm most sad about and feel most deprived of this summer is my lack of someone I can be spontaneous with. Like for instance, right now I would totally be up for going to the beach and doing cartwheels in the sand until the beach patrol kicked me out, but it's totally lame to go by yourself and besides, my parents would veto that idea pretty quickly. Or it would be fun to go up to the mountains at night, or even during the day to explore. But again, not really that fun by yourself. My partner in spontaneity, aka the person who I know would do these things with me, is currently in the Netherlands. Seriously, in the Netherlands. I'm really happy for her because this is such an awesome opportunity, but I'm sad that she's not here this summer. Maybe I'll go swing at the park by myself sometime.

I miss Fresno. I miss my friends. Summer is sad.