I don’t really know why I felt like sharing this today but oh well.
I was on a family vacation when this happened. We would rent a little place near by the beach for a few weeks or a month in the summer. It was nothing fancy or glamorous, just one of many little rentals that got filled up in the summer.
I was in my last year of high school and definitely bucking for more independence. It was nice to be there, but I was definitely already looking forward to college and eager to kind of get on with my next steps. I’d been very shy all through high school and was counting on college as an opportunity to try to be more outgoing, particularly when it came to dating and sexual experiences. I’d had some sort of high school relationship briefly, but it was essentially just a lot of texting and a few instances making out in parks around town, so I still felt very inexperienced.
My parents would park themselves in beach chairs under an umbrella at the start of the day and read and doze off. My sister and I were both old enough to be more or less left to our own devices. My sister divided her time between frying in the sun and texting her boyfriend during their unbearable brief separation.