Lunch With the Dead

I don't really talk about dark topics on my blog, so this will be a first.

I bring a sandwich for lunch every day in an attempt to not spend money eating out all week. Well, I don't really want to sit at my desk or in the break room and eat. It's depressing. I want to get out of the office for an hour and just chill.

I used to go home for lunch every day but that was before I moved further away. I miss that. This past winter, I'd drive to the Target near the office and just park there, roll down the windows, and read. Well, now it's too hot in the direct sunlight. I decided I should maybe find a park with a picnic table in the shade. That would ideal.

I Googled for some parks around the office. The closest one is tiny and has no picnic tables. The next closest one is bigger, but is wide open with hardly any trees. I kept on driving around and stumbled upon what seemed like a real find. It had big gates, a clubhouse, and looked really wide open. They call it "El Toro Memorial Park." Well, little did I realize until I drove in that "Memorial Park" is a nicer way to say "cemetery."

There wasn't anywhere to turn around once I entered this memorial park, so I just kept driving. Then I saw it. A tree! A place to park my car in the shade! I thought, ya know, it's not so bad to just sit here for today and eat my lunch. I won't bother anyone, and nobody will certainly bother me.

It was nice. Pleasant. Quiet. Pretty. I felt so good when I went back to the office. It was such a nice break.

Today I went back. My spot was available again. I think it's going to become a regular thing. Is that creepy? I don't know. If a loved one was buried there, I'm sure it would be okay. So what's the big deal? I got a little crap for it back at the office. I probably didn't need to tell anyone, but I thought it was kind of funny, plus I probably like the attention.

Besides, it's better than sitting at my desk for an hour I don't need to be. I'm using this hour to listen or read to motivational/encouraging/inspiring material and eat my sandwich. It's time in my day to improve on myself and get motivated for the rest of the day.

I'm not going to stop going...as long as the residents of El Toro Memorial Park will have me. I have a feeling they won't have too much to say about it.