Imagine waking up on the morning of the end of the world. Imagine scheduling the day’s plans around the apocalypse, worrying about being late, and grumbling over the lack of a Wi-Fi connection. Imagine having an ordinary day that just so happens to coincide with the planet’s violent and fiery death.
Imagine waking up on the morning of the end of the world, making coffee, looking out the window, and deciding that it’s a good day to go to the beach. That’s what Gary did. Except he wasn't imagining, and neither were his roommates.
This is the story of the time Gary Rosenberg and his friends all went to the beach together. It’s also the story of the end of the world.
But that’s just a coincidence.
