*doesn’t check bank account*
*pretends everything is fine*
got nearly black out drunk at that bar saturday night. not proud of myself. maybe if the drinks hadn’t been free and handed to me over and over again, things would have been different. but i am responsible for what i do. it was fun up until a point and i should have quit. i paid a small price with horrible hangover. at least i will always have the memory of jenna and i peeing on a curb and looking at the harbor 4 feet away.
there were several reasons why i became a disaster. one being that i hadn’t been in that part of the city since the trip Phil, Tracy and i took to the aquarium on my birthday that year. it was right down the street. as soon as i saw the sign, it hit me once again. i could see us in my mind’s eye walking down the street. one of the last really good days with all three of us. i keep thinking if only i could go back and warn us. but i can’t even believe it now so how could i convince any of us that our world was going to be destroyed?
my beautiful baby brother. there is no end to you.
"Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go on an overnight drunk, and in 10 days I’m going to set out to find the shark that ate my friend and destroy it. Anyone who wants to join me is more than welcome." - The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou (2004)
sweet fancy moses. i agreed to go that bar downtown saturday. I swore i would never ever go to for about half a dozen reasons. it is possibly the worst idea i have had in years.
i know most likely i will regret it especially since i have work at 6 a.m. sunday. but it will also be fun goddamnit. and a terrifying experience.
Chefchaouen, a small town in northern Morocco, has a rich history, beautiful natural surroundings and wonderful architecture, but what it’s most famous for are the striking and vivid blue walls of many of the buildings in its “old town” sector, or medina.
The maze-like medina sector, like those of most of the other towns in the area, features white-washed buildings with a fusion of Spanish and Moorish architecture. The brilliantly blue walls, however, seem to be unique to Chefchaouen. They are said to have been introduced to the town by Jewish refugees in 1930, who considered blue to symbolize the sky and heaven. The color caught on, and now many also believe that the blue walls serve to repel mosquitoes as well (mosquitoes dislike clear and moving water).
Whatever the reason, the town’s blue walls attract visitors who love to wander the town’s narrow streets and snap some beautiful photos.
Motto of the day and or life: if you don’t care, why should I?
adulthood is just an endless stream of phone calls you don’t want to make but have to