Today: the day between days
When I woke up this morning, it was too early. Wilson was dreaming on my legs. I was dehydrated, fuzzy; my bed felt different, like it wasn't there for me, but that it just happened to be where I was sleeping. I went back to sleep.
Yesterday was long, and it started before I reached an ample amount of rest, so intoxicants were the fuel of choice; sobriety is relative to who you're associating with. Jeff, Brandon, and I were downtown in the morning for the shrimp cook off doing taste recon, as Jeff and I plan to compete next year; some of the dishes were impressive, but with a year of practice, I think we'll prove to be competitive. Left from there to shop for cooking supplies for Kris' party, then we cooked for the party, then we partied. I think most of his closest friends were here, and good times were had. We were blitzed like a shitty run play.
So many people lack intent, while others confuse it with purpose, and their perspectives frighten and confuse me. At least they can't see my intent.
Yesterday was long, and it started before I reached an ample amount of rest, so intoxicants were the fuel of choice; sobriety is relative to who you're associating with. Jeff, Brandon, and I were downtown in the morning for the shrimp cook off doing taste recon, as Jeff and I plan to compete next year; some of the dishes were impressive, but with a year of practice, I think we'll prove to be competitive. Left from there to shop for cooking supplies for Kris' party, then we cooked for the party, then we partied. I think most of his closest friends were here, and good times were had. We were blitzed like a shitty run play.
So many people lack intent, while others confuse it with purpose, and their perspectives frighten and confuse me. At least they can't see my intent.