Okay, so where I Iive there are these open bodies of water. I like to go out there to reflect on shit. But tonight I followed out on this pier extending far out over the water. The end is surrounded by big rocks and the sign says stay off the rocks but I climbed over and went over there anyways. Twas peaceful out there. Dranked and smoked for a moment.
But out on the rocks I could see a lot in their shapes. It was intense. But most of all in one I saw a face in stone. A bearded man in aguish. It was so clear I tried to take a pic but it was to dark for my phone. The gaze of this stone haunted me. I look back at it for the dozenth time, but it's gaze changed. Instead of looming right at me it looked at the dark waters. The fucking face in the stone changed,I shit you not. I jumped back on the pier, got on my bike and rode away fast.
It's probably the booze or me loosing my mind but that was too real. Fuck.
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