our marbles are getting jangled
where did our marbles go?
”…Quickly we lose what day of the week it is as we settle into the routine. Wake up, and search and search and search. Screaming onshores, incessant onshores. Non-stop.
Maddening sound doesn’t stop, like hurricane force winds through a sailboats rigging. Our marbles are getting jangled. Up-side; a silver lining… scored an extremely offshore beachy. Left barrels in the land of right points. Still, not what we came here for and we need to leave this place. Leave a part of our soul with it.
Next day, on the bus. Six hours to Puerto Escondido. It’s small and crowded as it gets. Locals call anything half decent. Home court advantage. I’m not one to argue. Night life is good… a little too good. We need to leave this place. Our marbles are getting jangled. Where did the marbles go?”
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