Now it’s just vacation.

At one point on Saturday, we laid on the beach covered in lakewater and sand, our bodies burning pink, our lips exhaling smoke, our liver processing more and more alcohol that was coating last night’s drug binge, gorging on hamburgers, when my friend said:

I miss this.

There was silence.

I miss this too, I sighed. This used to be our life, now it’s just vacation.


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