Journal loid_void's Journal: Martha's Vineyard
I rode up in the very back seat, the one the kids didn't want and watched over their shoulders a DVD they brought along, the compilation of The Simple Life; lame but I was tired enough to find it funny as hell. We caught the puddle jumper with seconds to spare; they had to hold the 8 seater for the 6 of us for about 5 minutes (thank you Cape Air) and as I ran with bags with all the rest I said to the girls behind the counter, "Isn't there a word for us, don't you call us runners?" One of them replied, "We call you all sorts of names" and then the blonde female pilot said to us, "you're eatin' into my beer time." We all laughed and were off into a beautiful sunset, landing only 15 minutes later. My wife made a wonderful meal, I took a shower outside under a zillion stars, some shooting, and had a good long sleep. I got up and went to a farmers market; afterwards everyone else went to the beach and I went back to writing. Later in the day I recieved a masseuge (sp) and now feel in tip top shape. I guess the point is, that yes, we all need a little time off because 'it's all' there when we return. Later.
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