Violent storms rolled through last night keeping me awake until well after midnight. The wind blew the rain up against my storm windows making me feel as if I were caught in a hurricane. I finally went to sleep to thunderous booms of thunder. I awoke early this morning and decided to catch Ferret down at his campsite before he would get out and about. I walked into Ferret's camp just as he was cooking something over an open fire like some hobo from the long forgotten past.
"You hungry?" he asked.
I looked in the pot to smell a mix of cream of mushroom and chicken soup according to Ferret. It looked vile to me.
"No thanks," I said. "I cooked a big breakfast at home."
Ferret then asked me to walk across the road and buy us some beer as long as I wouldn't disappear again. I assured him his money was in capable hands. I visited the little convenience store run by the Middle Eastern men who speak broken English. I bought a twelve pack of Milwaukee's Best Ice and carried it back to Ferret's campsite. We both sat drinking until the beer was gone with Ferret drinking far more than me.
"I envy you," I told him.
"Why?" Ferret asked with a confused look upon his face.
The alcohol was coursing through my blood stream coloring my thoughts. I was still kind of drunk from the night before.
"You don't have a care in the world other than what you will eat or when to buy your next beer," I replied.
A big grin formed on Ferret's face at my bragging on him. Ferret is a simple soul.
"It sure is damn hot, though," he finally said, eating his soup from a plastic bowl.
It was such a picturesque setting us sitting there by the river. The morning cicadas were calling. The sun shone through the trees at a morning angle. The only mar was the harsh smell of the river that reminded me of rotting fish. I wanted to spend the rest of my life caught in this moment. My anxiety of many weeks has melted away.
"What are you doing today?" I then asked him.
"Hanging out at the shopping center," Ferret replied. "George is bringing a couple of bottles of Wild Irish Rose."
That sounded so tempting. It had been so long since I've had a listless day of hanging out down there.
"Okay if I tag along?"
"Meet us after lunch," Ferret said.
The plans for the day are set. I am going to grab a shower, play some Warcraft and then pack a lunch for me and Rosa as we go sit over at the shopping center for a few hours. It is going to be a grand day.