[ WP ] An eternal optimist experiences the Apocalypse .

To be completely honest, I never thought I would see this day come. 
 Sure, crazy people on the corner of city streets would constantly preach about it day in and day out. And yeah, I heard the news stories lately about the rapidly degrading conditions of Earth. But c'mon. If someone told me yesterday that the world was 100 % going to end, I would have told them that they were a silly goose who had n't yet stepped outside to see what a beautiful day it was. That's what really threw me off. It was an absolutely gorgeous day yesterday! The sun was shining, not a cloud in sight. The Earth smelled green and new. Today was no exception. It was a normal Spring day. I woke up at my normal morning time 9 AM. I poured myself my normal cup of joe in my normal `` I Heart Pugs'' mug. Everything was so... normal! It was n't until a giant crack split my neighbor's house in half that I realized anything was wrong. To be honest though, Bobby was planning on moving out within the month anyway. It was n't like he was in it when it happened. Thank God! Gee, that would have been truly disastrous. Anyway, so everyone began screaming in the streets. The sun was still shining above. Not a cloud in sight. The weather was breezy and beautiful as ever. The cracks in the ground were pretty darn deep, but then again we live in California. We should be used to earthquakes, right? Well I got ta admit, it was a bit excessive. So I grabbed up my little dachshund, Scoobs, and packed up my car with only the necessities since we were in a bit of a rush. I zoomed on down the street. I had offered Barbara a ride when I passed her house, but she was too frantic. I had n't seen her this frazzled since the Black Friday Target fiasco of 2005. I continued on my way down to my favorite bar. I checked in to see if Lou was alright. He was pretty crazed too. The TV was ranting about all of this insanity being the Apocalypse or something. I did n't really pay it too much mind. I tried to calm a very distraught, sobbing Lou. He refused to move from behind the bar. I sighed and decided it best to keep on driving. If this truly was the `` End of Time'', then I thought it would be nice to take a scenic route so I can pass by the beaches. It would've been such a shame to pass up the opportunity considering it was such a beautiful day. I called my family members while driving. All of them were hysterical. I reassured them that even if this was the end, we all loved each other and that's all that really matters. Plus, we got to go on a wonderful family cruise last summer that visited the European countries of Greece, Italy, and Turkey. I very much believe that it healed our family in a lot of ways. Knowing that we have those precious memories makes up for not being together right now. 
 
 Oh my, I better finish writing this little entry. You see, I've been an optimist about this whole ordeal. I've really believed that this would all pass. However, there is a quite terrifying tsunami headed my way as I type this. Not to mention, I passed many a house on fire and a few out of place tornadoes. My drive yesterday eventually led me here, a secluded beach somewhere in Northern California. I found a little shack and decided to write a little bit before kicking the bucket. Now although my optimism may be frowned upon by some possibly many, I must let you the reader understand that I was never completely shielded from reality. I knew there was a good chance that this really was the end. I only kept my hope alive because it would ensure, perhaps, a happier and more tranquil death. I am no fool. Death is an inevitable part of life. I am just content that I got to drive down this gorgeous Californian coast on a beautiful Spring day, got to call my family and tell them I love them, and got to find this quaint beach -- the last place I will ever visit. Here I have spent my last moments documenting my experience in the last 24 hours with a view like no other and my dog by my side. The wave is quite high now. Wow. Look at it! Must be a thousand stories high! Slightly sad now that I could n't be on the coast of Hawaii or some other island. The water would have probably been a lot bluer and clearer! Oh well. You win some and you lose some. Ah! So my optimism remains! Even with this impressive wave about to consume me and Scoobs. A wise man by the name of Plato once said, `` We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark; the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light''. I ca n't say for sure Plato is talking about the afterlife. I was never the smartest cookie in the cookie jar. However for the purpose of my tale, I believe that is indeed what he is talking about. My optimism has allowed me to reject this idea of fear. I am excited for the light. I welcome it. In my head, I am waving farewell to you reader with the tune `` Goodbye Stranger'' playing in the background. Real cinematic like. I'll see you on the flip side, friend.
