Walking on fire....literally and figuratively.
Antsy to be back in Charleston but I know when I get there I'm going to sweat my ass off and wish I was still eating free but I don't care. Florida is long gone and I've had the final farewell to my childhood. Good luck getting me to come back to this because one can only stand so much abuse before it wears on your nerves. But hey, I should know the routine by now, it's only been the last 17 years of my life right?