Friday, November 12, 2010

Keepsake #3.

One of those famous New Year's Eve parties. Through the Huguenot Tunnel. Followed the pink tape markers. Scraped the bottom of the car, very almost got stuck. 
Too many DJ's.
Danced the whole night long. Slept for an hour or two, only to be woken by the blinding hot sun beating through the car window. The pillow trick was useless. Walked down to the river. Lay floating on my back, arms stretched wide, watching shiny motes of dust and crazily zooming insects. The tiniest of fish started splashing in the water around me. Water the colour of strong tea without milk, bubbles rising like globules of mercury.
Back at the car, half buried in the sand, a small Tiger's Eye egg lay waiting.

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