the thin line between optimism and delusion…

I am sitting on my one of my best friend from high school’s second story porch in downtown charleston listening to the radio of the cars slowly cruising by on the street and the screech of the bottle rockets in the distance while the salt breeze blows through and the air sits heavily on the city. 

Be jealous. I had bojangles for lunch, beer with a very perfect representation of my high school experience for dinner, and for dessert I’m having oysters on a half shell and shrimp.

If I wasn’t me, I would want to be.  Happy Fourth of July.  Yay USA.