The month of April. That sounds like a good place to start. But I guess the end of March deserves some recognition. The end of March saw me make the worst best decision of my life. What was that you may ask? Well, sometime near the end of March I drove myself and some friends to Caesar's Head. It's a beautiful camping sight atop a very pretty mountain. It's near the North Carolina border (we learned this because of a wrong turn.) The only reason why it wasn't my best decision was because of the lack of heat that often accompanies the middle of the night at the end of March. That week saw me with a rather nasty sinus infection.
April came and went in a blur. I'm not 100% sure of all that went down. I know that for a week in April I finally found myself back on a plane. I was going to visit my niece and sister. I needed the R&R and I needed it bad. Overall it was a good trip with no complaints. How could I complain? A free week in the Caribbean is never something to complain about.
I was thinking of writing a short story. Nothing fancy, just something to help pass the time. I haven't put pen to paper since Germany (that's an expression. I would obviously type the story; we are in the 21st century.)
I want windows that push open. I want the sun to never leave the horizon. I want a second chance. I want to let it all go.
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