Parched, famished and roasting – I tripped over to the freezer to retrieve a pre-frozen Nalgene.
And on the stumble back, a gorgeous assortment of takeout meets me. A true rarity in the bush. Feta and bacon pizza w/ onion rings; a bottle
of chili sauce. I'm rich.
Dawn breaks and I assess the level of dust on my person..
Testing my
limbs, taking in a few choice bruises.
In possession of a pernicious hangover.
Opted to
forgo pain relievers; I think this
one I deserve.
Evidence of
an evening well spent.
And punishment
for the drunk texts shot off to the south last night.