This is a story about drug abuse, please don't show it to Ma + Pa! Its also about loving the world / fearing for the world and the joy/despair that comes from such passion.
Sergio and Michael are real people, great people, wish you could meet them. All this is mainly real except of course my monologue w/ the nurse which is more what I wish I had said in that situation - I know its contrived. The theme of this story is one I have to write over and over again until I find a way to truly express it.
This was a class assignment and the other students liked it except one woman who thought the voice was "adolescent" and the narrator was "unreliable". She's right in a way, but I think people tend to explain away passion for life as adolescent, and see drug abuse as a problem in every situation, instead of an alternative, a viable option, a possible temporary lifestyle. For me this is all part of my education in the earths education system, just as my cross-country trip was, just as all the more conventional things I plan to do in the future will be.
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