Buoy Don’t Float

(Apparently, this post has been sitting in my written posts waiting to be published. So now you can hear about thanksgiving break after the new year)
I heard those lyrics in a song somewhere on the long ride home from Berkeley. I was listening to a lot of Mike’s stuff mixed in with mine, so it could have been any song. Nonetheless, it was enjoyable. But what I like about it is that it encapsulates my entire Thanksgiving break and then some.

The song is Wolf Like Me by TV on the Radio

Exciting, but not so much in retrospect. 6AM sleep everday, 11AM wake and grub. It was a nice fat living. On top of all that, there was always something going on, always someone to hang out with. At the time I was happy beyond what I’m probably even capable of. But in the end, looking back, I feel like I overdid it. I reestablished too many old connections. Can that even be bad? One thing I would do differently would to spend more time with my family. They make life a lot less stressful just by being in proximity. The other big thing I felt lacking was “alone time.” More sleep in my own bed and less smoke in my face could have solved it.

Hung out in the Bel Aire fields most of the time. Hiding in the dark because that was really the only place we could drink.