Once again, the student becomes the master. Of all the little brothers Ive claimed over the years, Im awfully proud of one in ATL. The road ahead is completely and totally uncertain. I have no idea where it will take me or where I will end up. There are fifteen or so people I want to split a handle of whiskey with. Of those fifteen, there are five or so Id like to meet at a beach, preferably Myrtle Beach, SC for a weekend.
Those five people (not to leave anyone out but Im pretty sure they know who they are already) - just sit on the deck of the Hurl Rock and watch the people go by. Just one evening - wind surf and weird people.
Thats one look ahead without forgetting what was behind.
Thanks Mancub, you are the best.
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