We're still in Holden Beach, and I'd like to say not much has changed.
And really, an outsider would probably notice no change whatsoever. Late nights, even later mornings...working, sleeping, reading, and spending much time on the phone...
But I've learned...
I've learned not to judge a book by its cover - or even the blurb on the inside flap. Invisible Man is a lovely novel.
I've learned what burning flesh smells like.
I've learned what looks you get as you stand in line at the local Food Lion, clutching an economy-sized bottle of Draino and a box of pregnancy tests, hot tears rolling down your cheeks.
I've learned that in Shallotte, a real party happens in the woods behind Home Depot, and includes trucks, tents, a bon fire and several coolers...
I've learned that yes, you DO throw up. A lot.
M: "It's fine, she'll wake up soon."
Gas Station Attendant: "Don't be so sure. She might not if ya don't get some water in 'er."
-4:30am, 24hr. Kangaroo in Shallotte.
Be well,
S-
Another Fantasty, pt. 2
16 years ago
2 comments:
Whoa, what happened darlin?
Par-tay!
Sippin' on a little too much.
More deets in person
Miss you!
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