Interesting. confusing. sickening.
The address was not at the small werehouse used as a stage for up and coming bands, but at a very fancy, very famous, very unnaffordable plaza hotel. Right on the beach.
Why. confusing.
Maybe. Interesting.
Tom. sickenning.
awh, shit.
I went over so many thoughts, waiting, standing in that crowded werehouse, I think they call it the Full Moon, now?
I chuckled. Many, many full moon pranks had been pulled here. I came here almost every night since my first on vacation.
California could do that to you. Change you; make you live.
Tonight I decided I was living.
With Tom? or without him?
I don’t think I actually live when I’m with him.
Time to find out, I guess.