What can I say?
A weekend on a boat with strangers and friends who have come to feel very much like family. My tribe.
It was different this year than last. Relationships solidified. Moments shared deeper in meaning and anchored securely to memory.
Last year I wrote about a shy girl who has now blossomed into such badassery that she was sharing a stage with Frank Turner last weekend. But the real highlight for me was when she serenaded only me with her rendition of Photosynthesis on the beach in the middle of the Caribbean.
|Here she is singing Across the Universe|
|They weren't on the shirt, so I had them added custom.|
I got to watch Jessica and George make it a day late and more than make up for the missed day with awesome experience after awesome experience.
That girl can sing her ass off, by the way.
I got to tell Shelby what a sweetheart she is, mean it, and watch her almost vomit over it.
|Sweetest girl ever!|
I got an awesome new hat from one of the most badass women you could ever meet. I got a slightly used flagon from one of the best fucking bands on the boat (thank you Darlene!).
I got to watch my guitar turn into the thing it was meant to be all along at the hands of someone better suited to play her than I ever could be.
|An Oscar Wilde quote come to life.|
If I have not mentioned you, please forgive me. I swear it was not intentional. I am high as kite on 'tussin and Tylenol. I promised I would have something for you today and I wanted to make good on that.
|This moment right here.|
For everyone on the boat...