Status Updates From A Separate Peace

“‘Let’s go to the beach.’
The beach was hours away by bicycle, forbidden, completely out of all bounds. Going there risked expulsion, destroyed the studying I was going to do for an important test the next morning, blasted the reasonable amount of order I wanted to maintain in my life, and it also involved the kind of long, labored bicycle ride I hated. ‘All right,’ I said.”

“As I said, this was my sarcastic summer. It was only long after that I recognized sarcasm as the protest of people who are weak.” 😮