San Diego
And so I leave, as fast as I came. I like it here. I like the sun and I like the food but most importantly I like that my name means something here. Back east they call me "Rickie's boyfriend" but here I actually have a name. I enjoy spending time with friends instead of wasting time trying to make friends. Just cut the bullshit, stop causal drinking pour those stiff and get FADED (in the dumb Alex voice). I liked being drunk, jolly, half dressed and dancing around in he middle of the night as I pretend my skin is calloused to these tropical conditions. I like the lack of responsibility. I'm really looking forward to the summer however right now I want to be home. That's right I used the term home to describe the north east. I miss the satisfaction of actually achieving something or being productive. I miss flat roads and easy bike rides. I miss having a kitchen, public transportation and curling up in my bed watching a movie and of course my girlfriend. When I get back to Boston I am gonna try to not be such a recluse. For right now I will pack cause tonight I'm sleeping in my own bed. Tomorrow is the start of a long, drunken St. Patrick's day weekend but I will drink in Keith's names and blame the hang overs on the Ides of March.
Godspeed
Until Coachella
-Brett
Godspeed
Until Coachella
-Brett