tomorrow i put my feet into the atlantic ocean for the first time. i'll be wearing a bathing suit and i'll be swimming in the ocean, also a first. nah, that's not true. i did wear a bathing suit into the pacific when i was young, but because i was young, i had not yet fried my body's natural ability to dispel pain on it's own.
guy and i are in ocean city, maryland. we are drinking vodkas and laughing uproariously with his sister and his sister's boyfriend. guy has childhood memories here. strong smell memories, strong visual memories, all of them very good. i have gulf coast memories. strong smell gulf coast memories (me, bi-coastal as child, yes) that are almost identical to atlantic ocean memories. salt, humidity and many many good times. guy and i close our eyes and we look the same as these memories flood our heads. we open our eyes and we smile.
except that one time when guy was about to sneeze, but i thought he was having a memory.
we must dress now for more seafood, of which neither of us can have enough.
then more vodkas. because that rules.
xo from the east.
ps. i didn't die!! yay! i still might on monday morning when i return. stay posted.
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