i'm trying to reach a balanced state; it's always hard on traveling days.
i got back from shelter island a few hours ago, and this marks a pause, a break in the train of events that has been the last month or so.
i want to sort out my thoughts before i write them but i have a feeling that they will remain unsorted until i write about them, and i don't want to lose a moment of it.
I have a crazy feeling about these days and weeks.
shelter island was an amazing experience. we caught the weekend-after-the-fourth fireworks and they put miami's to shame. the island is full of rich people, of course, but they are kind of a low-key rich, which is much more chill. unleashing my tattoo on the beach was a challenging experience; judgment (both mine and others') is a shifty and ever-changing concept for me.
we hit the beach at montauk, held communion with the stars, ate all-you-can-eat mussels and all-you-can-drink beer at the chowder pot, and partied with the locals. the two highlights for me were walking home from the bar late last night... 3.5 miles in the PITCH BLACKNESS with daps and mario's scurry ass...
and catching a blue fish. this one:
we didn't eat him though, we put him back.
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