Surf's Up - Friday

[mother_love]

Billy was at the shop early that morning…. In fact, he had been there most of that previous night as well. He had figured there was little point in sitting in a still nearly-empty apartment, unable (unwilling) to sleep. So he had headed out at some point early in the evening. The walk to his shop had given him a nice view of the sunset and he had taken a few moments to enjoy the scene. Until the sound of the waves on the shore had started to lull him to sleep. And nope! That wouldn’t do at all!

And so for most of the night, he had been working… trying to do… SOMETHING… with this shop of his. It was at least something that could keep him busy and distracted. And right now, more importantly, awake!

Yes, he knew this wasn’t the best plan. And yes, he was aware this would likely backfire horribly at some point in the rapidly approaching future. But for now, it was keeping him awake. And if he was awake, he couldn’t dream. And if he couldn’t dream, then they couldn’t turn into nightmares. And that was all he was focused on right now.

So if anyone happened to be walking around that side of the island and passed by the shop they would see a very disheveled and bleary-eyed Billy puttering around in the shop, another thermos of coffee sitting mostly empty on the counter.

[post def wide open!]