A five star dive bar.
So, today was the Mother Of All Mondays, the day when the stock market fell some 500 points. Yes, I am affected, as well as by the drop in property values. It's scary & I've had a long, glum, stressful day. Along these lines, the past months have been character-building, in fact, getting worse by the day.
I woke up very early in my loft, facing a view through a west window of a pale full moon slipping into a fog bank. The marine layer was so thick the air was dripping, literally, not unusual for pre-dawn at the beach. It seemed eerie today, though.
At day's end, after all the turmoil, I knew I would find solace at only one place.....the beach, my beloved beach. I headed for Manhattan Beach to seek out a burger. I snagged a coveted parking spot in the lot next to The Shellback. I've always avoided this place, it looks like such a dive from the outside, but tonight I felt like I belonged in a dive with a bunch of dejected drunks.
Inside, however, Shellback is very cool, see photos. It's smack dab in front of Manhattan Beach Pier, the last business before the Strand & the sand. I snagged a table just inside the front door, facing the sunset in progress, see my photo. The gentle sea breeze drifted in the open doorway & brought me a measure of peace.
Out the window, I saw a woman wiping away tears as she walked toward the Pier. Inside the bar, the football game was on several TVs & young guys were yelling. I stared instead at surfing videos shot in Hawaii, with one eye on the orange fireball sun sinking into the horizon.
My burger arrived & it looked damn good. In fact it was damn good. Eight bucks. My server added my name to a sheet she was passing around to win "half-time giveaways". She insisted.
I won.
I won a cool powder blue tee! A Landshark lager t-shirt in my size. "Let the fin begin." Haha! OK so several people got t-shirts, not just me. And everyone cheered when the names were called out by my very sweet & friendly server. It was a nice crowd, happy but not rowdy, a mix of all ages.
So....life goes on, even at the close of Mothereffin' Monday.
My meter was ticking away while I was having all this good fun, and it was time to go. When I had entered Shellback Tavern, I felt like a loser. When I left, I felt like a winner.
I drove home by way of a high hill in Hermosa, to see the spectacular full moon begin to rise. It was an enormous, intensely-white, glowing vision that took my breath away.
I had come full circle.
I was thinking that the most important things at this moment were....reasonably good health, loved ones, and beautiful sights to behold, like moonrises, sunsets, & flowers.
And all the hoopla of the day didn't even amount to so much as a blip in the grand scheme of things. Yes it was important, life-changing.....but also inevitable, and beyond control. But the vastness of the ocean and the spectacle of that moon spoke of perspective.
If you believe you're a loser, you're right.
If you believe you're a winner, you're right.
Hey wait..........the stock market crashed & all I got was this lousy t-shirt!!
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