yesterday's hopes

i've been going running on the beach in the evenings, in my never-ending quest for a bikini bod. yesterday there were all these jellyfish washed up on the shore that i had to dodge. the sun dropped down behind the clouds and this salty, humid breeze started blowing off the water and i felt like the luckiest person, joblessness and all aside. it has been great to spend time with my family, even my grandmothers who are slowly driving me crazy with their insistence on my finding a man and getting married already. every day they say to me, so-and-so has a nice grandson, it couldn't hurt to give it a try, let me give him your number. and i say, no, no grandma, it's ok.
and though i'm not involved at all in what is going on here politically, i like to think my presence alone is inspiring some sense in high places. finally there is some talk of renewing efforts to make peace. my grandmother likes to say, "tout change et rien ne change," everything changes and nothing changes, but my stubbornly optimistic self holds out hope something simply has to change.