For Eames (November 21st)
I can make part of the trip in the ATV, but part of it's always a hike. So, I've got plenty of time to think, which means there's no excuse for why I don't realize 'til I'm already almost there how stupid of an idea it is. But it's a habit. When shit's bad, when I know it's gonna be, I haven't been going to Dean or Sirius or Charlie or anyone else. I hike my dumb ass out to his stupid fuckin' ridiculous house out in the middle of nowhere.
Maybe it's about getting away. Or maybe I don't care to think about the reasons.
I crest that last hill, but instead of heading toward the house, I sit down on an outcropping of rocks with a view of the valley below. It is a gorgeous spot, probably the best view on the whole goddamn island. It's mid-afternoon by now, breezy up here with the air noticeably thinner than down in the jungle. I light up a cigarette, and looking out into the distance, I enjoy those few moments where I don't really have to think about anything at all.
Maybe it's about getting away. Or maybe I don't care to think about the reasons.
I crest that last hill, but instead of heading toward the house, I sit down on an outcropping of rocks with a view of the valley below. It is a gorgeous spot, probably the best view on the whole goddamn island. It's mid-afternoon by now, breezy up here with the air noticeably thinner than down in the jungle. I light up a cigarette, and looking out into the distance, I enjoy those few moments where I don't really have to think about anything at all.