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| a week end well needed |
| 07.12.04 (8:01 pm) [edit] |
Day 1
A 3 hour drive through 5 counties and countless small towns we arrive at a good size cabin, in the middle of what seems to hick vile usa. Where the biggest stores for 10 miles are the gas stations and antique store ever so often. People stare as we drive by knowing we came from up north just to have fun. I really don’t under stand what the fuck they do out here all year, but that y it was so great. Something new. We walk in the cabin and notice a couch and 4 chairs and at the end a small dinning room table. No TV, no microwave, no drinkable water, but filled with charm. We go up stares where there’s 7 beds and a some what new room at the end. I notice at the top of the hazardous and rickety starts small black pebbles, quickly realizing there were rat/ mouse droppings. You could hear the rats at night running in the walls. All the walls around had a rim of water damage and looked very worn in. me and Eric called the room at the end witch had a corner couch and a small radiator. This place felt more alive and had more soul that any new house with everything possible ever could. Even in the down times where a video game or a TV show would entertain us we were not complaining, it was a really good feeling.
We had one condition to go there and that was to cut the grass… lil did we know that we had a short fuel supplier and would end up doing a large part with an electric weed waker we brought along. Ti was a good way to get in the mood off things. We went out to the beach shortly after to do hat we came to do SEE THE FUCKING OCEAN. As we walked up the last stretch tell the beach the sun was setting in the west but the tide was rolling in. the sky was still very bright was just a hint of gold. The clouds were choppy and stood on the horizon as it they admired us as much as we did them. The sand was still warm and filled the crakes between my toes. I felt like I could be turn to stone and never have to leave their, a memory like forgot sandals on the beach.
We returned and the rest of the central…lites? Showed up. Onna, lora, tara, and robert. We all claimed our beds and kinda stayed in our lil groups tell later that night. After a nice game of apple to apples… which was funny as shit, we burned down the forest and got drunk… ok it’s not that simple but still that about the just of it ;) all of a sudden it sounded like a good idea to run to the beach at midnight and jump in the water… I’m surprises no one died ;) we all came back and chilled around the camp fire gnome went to bed cause he was the only sober one and decide it wasn’t fun… my dumb ass wakes him up and I fall on my bed and blatantly ask if he’s awake. I guess whitey hooked up with Tara! Not like boofingg or any thing just smooch ;) but I was gone by then or I just didn’t notice.
To be continued…
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