Jake to run Hood to Coast

My friend Jake, obviously feeling that taking 20 credit hours this summer on top of a 30-hour-per week (and very stressful all in itself) job isn’t fulfilling enough, or stressful enough in combination, has decided to run in the Hood To Coast Relay.

Here’s my public advice to him:

Don’t die, Jake! Don’t die!

Of course, this means that I will once again find myself on that fucking beach in Seaside. Slightly different context, though. And it’ll all be overlaid with the previous contexts and memories I’ve lived through previously.

Who says history doesn’t repeat itself? Or at least echoes, changed but similar.