[editor's note: for the purpose of this story, we will overlook the fact that the writer frequently thinks about things in a way that would be considered particularly abnormal]
[editor's note: Ibid. "Obsession"]
What happened at daybreak the next day though really put this all into a new perspective for me. After a short nap in the back of the car...surprisingly, more to rest my back than from being tired...I was up again around 6am. After heading to the beach to see the sunrise and watch a few racers still chugging along, I headed over towards the festival area. And that's where it happened!!
And that's the way it's been for years now. It was inevitable though that I had to face up to it sometime. But you know.....I feel a whole lot better now.....free-er.....that feeling of being cleansed.....of finally getting something out in the open. Of understanding and accepting myself.
I suppose now it is time to say:
It is with great hope that my friends, my family, MRG and the OCR community will respect this life choice and also accept me for who and what I am. Is that asking too much??!! So, until the music starts at the next race......