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AM Radio, Late Night, Empty Road
Short story by J. S. Welch
Theme: Poor Places by Wilco
https://tidal.com/browse/track/397156271?u
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Ness took him back and they drove all around looking for the Suburban, but his chance was gone. She was already headed east as he headed back out west. The whole journey was now just a ride in the desert.
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“We’ve got to turn around!” Harry called to Ness.
“What?! No! We have no time to turn around. We keep going.”
“Ness, please, I’ve got to go back to her. I feel it’s meant to be.”
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Ness pulled up next to him, and they turned west for home, longing for the cool, fresh breeze of the ocean. 𝘐’𝘮 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘰𝘵. Outside of town, his gut turned as he realized that he had missed everything—the silly ice cream, the non-talking, the goodbye. On reflection, it all seemed like a sign to take a chance on love, which he clued into too late.
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A Ride in the Desert
short story by J. S. Welch
theme: Just a Friend to You by Meghan Trainor
https://tidal.com/browse/track/73744377?u
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Jimmy felt alive like never before. His life had suddenly added a new dimension to his experience. He felt joy through every cell. He felt like his life out here was going to be okay.
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“That was totally awesome! Let’s go again!”
“Come on,” Matt said, “Let’s go eat. I know a great surf and turf place not far from here with killer lobster as cheap as McDonald’s.”
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The next instant was pure chaos as the wave threw him from his board and plunged him into the churning whitewater. His lungs began to burn from the lack of oxygen, as he waited for the washing machine effect to slow enough to swim for the surface.
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Jimmy felt the joy start in his soul and burst through him like an exploding star: “Whoo-hoo!” He stretched his arms across the inside of the barrel and stood up in triumph: “Whoo … mhgurf!”
He had stuck his head straight through the top of the wave.
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Time went from slo-mo to a standstill to timeless. In front of him were the glittering diamonds of the day’s last bit of sun reflecting off the water. The water all around him sounded like a freight train—yet, there was a cacophony of music brought forth inside the vibrations like a rejoicing.
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Jimmy gathered every cell of courage he had and paddled into the oncoming wave.
He jumped to his feet, rode down the steep face of the wave, and turned into the pocket, crouching purposefully as a thick lip of water covered the sky and enclosed him inside the barrel.
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Matt took one of the first of the big set waves and was instantly engulfed in a fast-moving barrel. Jimmy turned to prepare for the ride, primal fear screaming at his body to stop.
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“Here it comes, man!” Matt shouted.
“I see it, I see it!” Each of them paddled furiously to escape being caught on the inside of the break.
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“Come on, I need some backup. I’ve got to at least try to catch one. Isn’t that what we came for?”
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“Forget it, man. I’m wiped. You know you are going to get out there and the tide will change them anyway.”
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Then the waves changed again—low tide was at its apex, and the on-shore wind strengthened. There in the fading light of the afternoon was the curl of a barrel, wave after wave or barrels.
“Let’s go back out, dude,” Jimmy said. “Look,” he said, and pointed to the break.
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Jimmy stood next to the VW bus and looked out at the waves. He had heard that voice out there, too.
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𝘋𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘶𝘱. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. 𝘞𝘢𝘪𝘵. 𝘉𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦, 𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦.
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A big part of him (the part that ran his life) told him to pack it up and go home where it was familiar. At least at home he had family and support, and he could figure things out. But if he was quiet and still for a moment, he could hear a little voice inside talking, too.
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It went deeper than just missing a barrel, it reached deep down to something about his life overall. It made him feel lost and alone on his own in SD—no family, no love, no career future—not even satisfying surf.
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Somehow, it was not enough. They silently walked to the VW bus. Jimmy wrestled with his feelings—it had been a great time in the water, and Baja was an adventure of rural coastal roads and new surf spots, but he couldn’t shake the feeling of failure.
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Despite the solid session, it felt like a futile search for the Holy Grail—good waves but no barrels, no perfect wave.
“Damn, Jimmy. I was starting to freak out,” Matt replied, waiting on the beach.
“Did you catch a barrel?” Jimmy asked.
“No barrels but solid waves, I guess,” answered Matt.
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Scanning for Matt, Jimmy began to walk back to find his friend.
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Matt was not in sight, and worse, Jimmy couldn’t see the VW bus. He had drifted south with the current. He thought of surfing back, but it would take too long. He surfed toward the shore, then walked through the water to reach the beach.
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Eventually, Jimmy’s body began to tire, and he felt the session had reached its natural end. Thirsty and hungry, he looked around for Matt.
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Matt caught the first one, whizzing by as Jimmy watched his progress, the wave only showing him from ear to sandy-blond top. The two surf buddies traded waves that were shoulder-high and powerful, but not quite steep enough to form a barrel.
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The waves had grown, and a lip began to form as the waves crashed in the shallow tide.
“I think we got our spot!” Matt replied.
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Driving north the breaks looked different. The tide had begun to go out, and the daytime wind remained. They stopped at the westerly surf spot.
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Defeated, they turned north for home, hoping the trip wasn’t a bust.
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They drove down to check it out, but saw similar results. The surf gods were not in their favor, and Jimmy’s hope for the perfect wave was fading. They drove further south, but each spot was as bad as back home. The day was turning to late afternoon with neither of them yet in the water.
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“No worries,” Matt replied, reading Jimmy’s mind. “There’s another break a few miles down that gets a westerly swell. I’m sure it will be raging.”
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They parked and walked to the dunes overlooking the empty beach break.
The south-facing swell was producing small, mushy waves, perfect for longboarders, terrible for their shortboards.
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Bob Marley was playing on VW’s cassette player, and Matt was already in the snack bag before Imperial Beach. The vibe already had Jimmy feeling positive and hopeful. With no hassles at the border, they made the first surf spot around 9 am. The land was still waking—no wind and a desert dew still in the air.
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His life was becoming something wonderful. Yet, it still felt hollow, like there was something more to life. His life needed a defining moment.
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