Summertime In Hastings.

Sub-headline: Boo clouds.

There’s something ironic about living in a seaside town that doesn’t get much sun. It’s like the God of clouds is punishing us\me or something. I live about a 5-minute walk away from the local park, and about a 15-minute walk away from the beach, it’s the middle of summer, and I can’t enjoy either right now. It’s very frustrating. At least it’ll give me a chance to stay indoors and do some much needed inking, I guess, but I’d like to think we’ve got a few more sunny days to come yet this summer.

Here’s how things look out my window as I write this blog.

And here’s how that makes me feel.