Better Days
Dec. 14th, 2011 06:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I want to focus, at least for a few moments, on the few days I spent recently with my 'brother from another mother' down in Jacksonville, Florida.
On the 28th of November, a very rainy day here in Terminus, I braved the wino-ghouls to make my way to the Greyhound station. One broken down bus, two missed connections in Savannah and a 16 hour trip total later I arrived in downtown, Jax.
The next two days would prove well worth the trip and then some. I stayed in a swank pool house the size of my old apartment (aka 'the Witch House'), visited a 17th century French fort along St.John's River, was given a tour of the Masonic 'Hall of Justice' and best of all got some much needed quality time with the nephew.
On the trip back of course I got a call from mom telling me the bad news about dad's seizure. But this is the calm before the storm. My best friend, whom I miss very much, delivered upon me a brief visit to Arcadia that gave me the strength needed to navigate the coming weeks' perils.
















On the 28th of November, a very rainy day here in Terminus, I braved the wino-ghouls to make my way to the Greyhound station. One broken down bus, two missed connections in Savannah and a 16 hour trip total later I arrived in downtown, Jax.
The next two days would prove well worth the trip and then some. I stayed in a swank pool house the size of my old apartment (aka 'the Witch House'), visited a 17th century French fort along St.John's River, was given a tour of the Masonic 'Hall of Justice' and best of all got some much needed quality time with the nephew.
On the trip back of course I got a call from mom telling me the bad news about dad's seizure. But this is the calm before the storm. My best friend, whom I miss very much, delivered upon me a brief visit to Arcadia that gave me the strength needed to navigate the coming weeks' perils.















