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September 02, 2008
Chance
My 17-year-old brother survived Burningman. I asked him if he did anything really weird, and he said, "Not too weird." I asked him if he slept all day and stayed up all night, and he said, "No." He didn't volunteer more.
What is it about the late teens and early 20s that makes boys and men speak in deep-voiced murmurs and one-syllable words? Maybe I'll get more out of Chance when I drive him to the airport tomorrow. He starts his senior year of high school on Thursday, two days after the rest of Herndon High. I suspect a little adventure was worth the academic lapse
Posted by Courtney_Sherwood at September 2, 2008 10:22 PM