I miss OB so much and I didn’t even leave yet. I don’t know what it is about this place, but it is like no other place I have ever been. I love it so much and am so sad to leave, even though I know I need some time away. This has been my home for almost four and a half years and it feels so strange to be leaving. I know that I can always come back, and Ocean Beach probably won’t change all that much while I’m gone but it is still hard. I’m like a little baby that doesn’t want to go to sleep because they think they will miss something really good but nothing that exciting is actually happening. Either way, I have a special place in my heart for OB. It has been my life for what seems like long time and sometimes I forget what life was like before I found it. The things I will miss most about the 92107:
The gate. OB parrots those noisy mother f-ers. My bodyguard/stand-in father Mark at Pat’s. Popcorn on the floor at Lucy’s. Sunshine rooftop after a day at the beach. Private Eyes and Jonny’s smile at The Tilted Stick. Walking by Nello and Alicia’s old apartment, wondering what he’s up to. Running down the pier during dolphin season. Puppies at dog beach. They are cute, they aren’t mine and I don’t have to pick up after them. My spot at Tower 5. Everyone knows where to find me. Beach volleyball. Even if I suck. Vodka helps. Canteloupe manmosas at Blue Parrot.South Beach. They don’t do beer clock anymore but goddamn it was amazing. Hodad’s waitstaff. Hotties. Any bar/wait staff really. I have a crush on all of you. Your Mama’s Mug. Chocolate Almond coffee.Street Fair. Christmas Parade. Beach Ball. Oktoberfest. Anything in that category. Farmers market, especially the guy playing his suitcase guitar and the ginger juice guy. And the llamas. Marijuana whiffs on every corner. Sunset cliffs. The ones you get to walking under the pier.Seaworld fireworks on the porch. Bonfires in the parking lot. The way the porching lot used to be.Muir block parties, much better than any other.Erin’s painted utility box.Skateboard, motorcycle, and dog sounds. Surfers. No shirt, no shoes, no problem.The OB pause.
Only 48 hours to go and I almost still don’t believe I’m leaving.