GONE

Sorry this is late, please forgive me good ole memory.

We had plans to camp and spend a weekend together. A weekend outside, enjoying fresh air, quiet nights illuminated by lighting bugs (sorry, I just cant call them FireFlys), heady beer and the unknown. Fun.

The drive up was cool, she fell asleep again. I should've taken a picture as proof. I dont want to cut on her though, I enjoyed my glimpses of her sleeping in the passenger seat. I think she was suprised that we arrived at the location in 20 minutes - thanks to country living and fast driving (ohh and the Marcy Playground to sing during my drive).

Gently waking her up, I came back with bad news. "No firewood here, lets try across the street." Denied. I got mediocre advice at the second stop, "Go down the road, you cant miss him." My nigga Jim-Bob with a fat roll, probaby a few hundred balled up like a hustler. He cut the best deal on firewood though, 2 bundles for 5 instead of the 1 bundle for 5 - what a hustler!

Driving into the camp site singing songs by Postal Service.

Parking.

Time to setup camp. 5 minutes flat - no worries.

The fire turned out to be the biggest challenge for us. Me, slightly country, kush smoking, intense IT guy and her; a beautiful 'researcher', afraid of bugs, like-minded, sporting a Prada bag trying to cook hotdogs. Geesh, we had it rough! haha. Well, the night went by with all smiles all easy humor. It was enjoyable; conversations, walks, sneaking the beer plus we had each other!

We should've brought more blankets. Her body shook wildly as I removed the sleeping bag and replaced it with her blanket and my naked body...warmth. Too bad the root kept poking you, luckily it knew when to touch you. I'm sorry it hurt, I'll make it better with my magic hands.

Waking up gently on Saturday. No check out times, no kids, just us in the quiet outdoors waking up to heat and small talk. Perfect.

We decided to drive to the falls, explore and get a afternoon workout. I think it had to be 92 degrees at this point, hot. We needed air-conditioning, nature style. Caves?

Going below the earth, 27 stories. 52 degrees. Dark places, young faces and the old tour guide who used his imagination. It was a great site, educational and enjoyable. I could've stayed longer, played the mini-golf but the temptation for food won us over.

Back to civilization.

A filling afternoon meal over beer and grease. Good times in a small unique eatery. I swear there's only 3 of them ;-)

Time to go home to shower and relax.

I needed a nap, a first! I needed held, not a first.

Remember, the sweet isnt as sweet without the sour...

Saturday night I had all intentions of being a teacher, second try. First we needed to get beer, socialize and enjoy the abundance of dicks and no chicks. There's always this one guy, big chew is his mouth - starring. Funny. This time Jason / JP met up wtih us. He's funny when he's not drunk, give the man a few drinks and you'll laugh non-stop. I enjoyed his company and her company, watching them talk, seeing her reactions and responses from Jason's blunt words. It was great, again, all smiles all easy. We decided to cut the night short after a shot and a few beers. We had plans and I wanted to teach.... after we sat back on the rock for awhile.

The rock and Adrienne... we always have good and intense conversations back there. See, intensity isnt a bad thing baby. I learned more, so did she. All we can do is learn about each other, it happens over time. What I've learned and what I know please me, comfort me. I want more, always.

Time for the beats... to learn or to listen. Choose. Listening to my records she fell asleep by the second track, almost long enough for me to "take her to another world". I'll play it for you again, hopefully very soon....

Gently waking her up we moved onto a relaxed scene listening to dub and enjoying the candle light. You know, I forgot to blow out the candle, it burned all night! Phew. Luckily we didnt make too much noise or cause a fire.... 3 times though... Give me a sanmich and a cigarette and I'll show you something more, longer than 2 minutes though.

Waking up on Sunday with nothing but happiness in our eyes and breakfast on our minds. We should work out before we eat, earning our food... mmmm. I told you beans and eggs are the shizzz. Now, if I could only get you to eat your eggs sunny-side up.

Sunday ended abruptly, work called - duty calls! Sad. I should've though about the choices with more clarity. I'm sorry we rushed. All I wanted to do was hold you before we departed.... now I have to wait....