Daily story, August 1, 2025

Once upon a long drive the road got a little windier and the weather got a little windier and I, squeezed in between my cousins in the back of my uncle’s car that sloshed round the road with a luxurious softness my mum’s didn’t have, didn’t know about carsickness until it was flying out over the centre console. My uncle wasn’t happy but I got some on the windscreen and that was the first thing I ever did that impressed my cousins. Later that holiday they gave me my first cigarette, and my first booze, and I threw up for them twice more, like it was a circus act. It’s the happiest I ever was.