When the work bell rings your vacation starts

  • You already have everything packed. Your driving to Chasthsa forest to a cabin your family owns there as soon as work lets out. Your spirits fly when the work bell rings. A couple ladies who work there hug you and kiss you on the cheek on your way out. They say they will miss you. You say its only for a week. Then your off. Smoking a fat joint on your three and a half hour drive to the forest. You have a half ounce of weed, four cases of beer, and a couple grams of cocaine to help keep you company while you lodge about in a cabin with no electricity and no running water. Your dad owns the cabin and you have been coming here one to three times a year for the last twenty five years.