my friends call from northcarolina with we miss you, we love you, we wish you were here. yes, it was a shitty decision i had to make.

at night i dream of libraries and the dark green forests of the carolinas and driving with the windows down in my car and getting drunk and it feels far away.

and everybody is drunk
and dancing in the kitchen
and singing in the kitchen
oh these is good times
good times
good times
--lucille clifton

i have not been drunk or smoked pot in over three months. that's, um, a big record. i have also listened to "reconstruction site" by the weakerthans almost 1600 times in the past five weeks. both facts are noteworthy. that is over 63 hours of that song playing, by the way. the first two weeks i was home i pretty much listened to that song on repeat all day long. i'm happy to be feeling so much better than i did then, but i still adore that song ridiculously.

today i went to south beach, talked to my best friend for seven hours while we laid on the beach, went swimming in the ocean, drove with the windows down, walked deco drive, came back to my house, went swimming more, jumped on the trampoline, laughed so hard we fell over, had dinner with my fam, and passed on out the couch. i love miami and my family and my friends.

fun fact: i lived in san juan puerto rico before moving to miami. this quote reminds me of a tiny art exhibit on a little cobblestone street in brussels, belgium by one salvador dali:

"sounds of a san juan night, drifting across the city through layers of humid air, sounds of life and movement, people getting ready and people giving up, the sound of hope and the sound of hanging on, and behind them all, the quiet, deadly ticking of a thousand hungry clocks, the lonely sound of time passing in the long carribean night."
--hunter s.

the other night i wrote, i miss being in love. and then i'm out on the ocean, sailing to the sandbar with three of my favorite people, my friends, looking back at vizcaya and my beatiful city. laying in the sand and everything is perfect. and there is love everywhere and i don't miss a thing.

♥



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