- Thu Feb 04, 2016 8:06 pm
And then the song ended and I woke up to Five Mile Slough, a very long, deep ditch of water isolated by a giant prairie in the middle of goddamn nowhere, Florida.
We've been walking through knee, waist and chest deep water for fives days now, after a record breaking eight inches of rain in the past month. After a few days of this I lost a little piece of my humanity, but I'll be damned if I didn't learn humility in the process.
Yesterday the song Modern Love blasted into my head phones and I was Denis Lavant, running, leaping and pirouetting, not through the water, but on top of it. With every ounce of my being I was thrusting my self forward, sending the crimson tinted water into the air to hang suspended in time while I did a cartwheel and ran as fast as I could. I was spinning in circles, throwing my body down the trail at an outrageous speed, throwing rocks at alligators, yelling out to all of the hogs on the prairie, " I love you! "
Buy Mexico Returns
ex "I'm not going to live with you through one more fishing season!"
me "There's a season???"
I wish there were more people here that put up the type of quality shit you do. Been feeshn' lately? - Ryan