What was Enzo up to the last time we saw him... *taps chin* ;) ;) After I’ve stopped by my apartment and packed up a few things, I point my car north, away from Silver Strand. It’s still dark out even though it’s early morning. The sky is turning a dull purple, and the stars and moon are fading. It’s that eerie, quiet time before the sun screams up, bright and orange and the day comes alive. This is the perfect time to drive a little too fast— all the windows rolled down, the salty air rushing into my lungs, my music blaring, and let everything that’s happened in the last few weeks course through me. I love that there’s almost no one else on PCH. I love that I’m going to be waking up in a new place tomorrow morning, not exactly sure what I’m going to do or who I’m going to meet. Almost everything in my life is an unknown quantity right now. All I really know for sure is that I agree with Adam. The calm of the night screws with your perception. It makes things seem a little dream-like, like the consequences in the morning won’t be nearly as harsh. Either way, I’m headed out. I’m leaving Jess and my life here behind for now because I need to put more energy into myself. A new self, unattached from who I’ve been all this time before. I’m not going to fight the current of the riptide. I’m not going to let it drag me under. I’m just going to relax, tread a little water and let it float me somewhere new. Somewhere that’s mine, and not full of the frustration of Cohen being more together, Lydia and Cece being smarter, or Genevieve having life fall into place so perfectly. Somewhere that my happiness isn’t based on a lie. Nope. The tides are shifting, and I’m coming out a better man on the other side. --RIPTIDES ( The Silver Strand Series novella)
Posted on: Fri, 12 Sep 2014 19:50:46 +0000
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