In Search of Liquid Refreshment
My decision had been made. It was the late, crisp autumn of 2001. Two heavy suitcases glared at me from the dim light of the hallway. The tags attached to them, small white pockets of truth set against an apathetic dark mass, contained the following inscription: STEPHEN McGUCKIN; DESTINATION: SOUTH KOREA.These very words filled me with an uncanny feeling of excitement and fear, a feeling best described as the sensation of some unseen anchor tugging firmly upon the sinews of my heart, making breathing a slow, labored process. Indeed, my decision had been made. Deep breath. For the next year, my
- Stephen McGuckin
- 2007-08-21 15:04