It was a little foggy this morning and I think the squirrels were fucking with me. You know how they sit by the side of the road and fake it, as if they’re going to dart in front of your car? You’re probably too busy to notice, but I’ve got nothing else to do. I read billboards on the way to the beach as if they were signs from God. Maybe I should give that steakhouse another try? After four years here, I’m nearly a native and I know that I have to reconcile science and religion before my feet hit the sand. Otherwise, I’ll never appreciate all the natural wonders awaiting me, along the Gulf Coast.
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