The Last Days of Parrsboro

by Eakin

6/9/2011

6/9/2011

Summer vacation! Finally! Gotta admit, coming home after the first year of college is a major culture shock. Dad completely flipped his lid when he saw the tongue stud. Whatever, I’m an adult now. Wait until I tell him about the tattoo. He’s going to have an aneurysm when he hears where I put it.

I thought I’d be glad to be in my own bed again, but I guess it’s true what they say about how you can’t go home again. When I finally did fall asleep I had some really weird dreams. Been walking around feeling kind of hazy all morning. Still, everybody’s been nice. Kinda weirdly nice, actually. Maybe it’s just being back in Canada after spending that much time in the US, but people seem almost too nice to one another. I mean, I guess that’s not bad, but it’s a bit off-putting. And they all smile like they know something I don’t, or they’re in on some kind of joke.

Or maybe not getting enough sleep is making me paranoid. A quick nap might clear things right up.