Yawwwwwwwwn tired today. Plenty of work to do. Currently working on a personal website and tonnes of editing stuff.
Right now, I'd rather be back home nestled into a nearby conservation area that has been my emotional refuge for years. It's not that I'm currently experiencing any emotional turmoil...I just really want to be surrounded by tall thin trees, inhaling the scent of new budds and the thawed spring earth. I want to descend the rocky slopes that lead down to the gorge river, and stretch out amoung the many massive rocks that line the river bed. I want to stare into the water for just a minute, then close my eyes and listen to the soothing roar of the undulating waves. I need to feel the magical embrace of the gorge around my body. I need to feel it's love.
Right now, I'd rather be back home nestled into a nearby conservation area that has been my emotional refuge for years. It's not that I'm currently experiencing any emotional turmoil...I just really want to be surrounded by tall thin trees, inhaling the scent of new budds and the thawed spring earth. I want to descend the rocky slopes that lead down to the gorge river, and stretch out amoung the many massive rocks that line the river bed. I want to stare into the water for just a minute, then close my eyes and listen to the soothing roar of the undulating waves. I need to feel the magical embrace of the gorge around my body. I need to feel it's love.
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Yeah, there's a lot more stories where that came from. . . We (Jock and I) had these things called "The Documents" . . .one for each year of school documenting all of our foolish exploits and bizarre happenings. I'll have to dig them up and leave some chapters up on the boards. My roommate is actually a writer and he's trying to incorporate the documents into a novel to get publish. I'll probably get The Documents when i finally finish cleaning my room. (thats a bigger project than could be expected.)
"Pull up a chair sonny. . .did i ever tell you bout when your grandpaps drove up to Boston just to make fun of someone?"
Oh and as far as the canonization of myself goes. . .i tried to play it down for a while, but then i realized it's true and now i just go with it. . .I guess i'll explain that more later on
ciao mi amore
once i climbed a waterfall, and about halfway up i found a groove that fit my body *perfectly*. i lay in the space ~ sort of like a tomb ~ and watched the water cascade down in front of me like a veil between the corporeal and the ephemeral while cool drops occaisionally snaked in to bite me. mmmmmmmm *shiver* i long for such things again soon.