There is a City in Southern California named Encinitas. It is by the beach. Take Interstate 5 and it’s 80 miles south of where I was staying, somewhere near Santa Ana.
It means something special to a girl I know. She took me there, and I acted like a jerk because I was jealous that she went there with a special guy before me.
He must have been a great guy to have won such a fabulous girl such as she. He served his flag and all I ever got to be was a snot-nosed officer cadet.
We had a great day at the beach, then I spoiled it all because I wouldn’t eat sushi. As I said, I acted like a jerk.
This pathetic English fool wouldn’t even get into the Pacific Ocean.
Since then I have gone on being a jerk. Perhaps if I try hard enough she will still want to be my friend. Perhaps I will go on trying for the rest of my life.
I hope this is not my sundown with her.