|
6:28 AM |
|
Strips of light. |
I left Pops' house, somewhere in northern Virginia, at 1:00AM, January 1, 2012.
I'd constructed the plan earlier that evening, not having any significant plans to attend to for the evening. It was a questionable move considering not my own sobriety, but other drivers' lack thereof.
Racing past Pea Island, I finally pulled over just outside Hatteras. After swapping Aldens for Bean Boots, I clumsily jogged toward the shore, already annoyed that a faint glow had begun to appear on the horizon.
I hope everyone has had a great start to the new year.