so eastcoast is still the same, and dearcousins were better. the sea maketh for great company, and the night helped. a whole lot. and standing ankledeep in the noisy waters at 1am is not what they call crazy; it's helping yourself to calmness and serenity. they thought i was possessed, haha.
you wouldnt realise how small you truly truly are until you stand on the edge with the skies right there stretched over like some kind of faraway sheet. all we did was sat by the pathway, played taiti, and smoked. they smoked; i was just the odd one out. it's like the 70's show minus the cameras and hippie shirts. then the sudden craving for macdonalds, and the loooong walk.
mrhehe called and he was ohsonear, but i couldnt leave dearcousins stranded and that was that. macdonalds dont serve icecream till 6am, but man (!), the friends of cousins were pure fun and hilarious. i laughed so hard. i guess that's good news.
and when everyone else left, leaving us 5 awake and raring to go, we sat, smoked, played cards till the sunrise. and Wow. beautiful, i tell you. dearsun was refreshing to see, albeit a little bit hot. there was no one to share the excitement with me, and no one for me to call. it's just one of those things. another one, another one, and another one.
it wouldnt be long till i break again, but so far these eyes are not meeting water.
another good news. (hah.)
ilovethee, cousins. and families are full of surprises.
i really have to remember that.