What matters is the time you take to sink into that black and green abyss that is your bed. Dream of beautiful smelling hair, salads with basil, tomatoes, and vinegar, mutual affection and the warmth that comes with it, constant companionship, soft trumpets, saxophones, keyboards, staring, enlightenment, Bass ale, and melting mosquitoes.
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I would really like to visit the Czeh (sp?) Republic, I've heard that its really beatiful, Czhky Kromnof (sp) is a town thats definately on my to-do list.
You should post that photo somewhere, I would love to see it. My bf traveled through there before we met and spent a few months. He's shown me all his photos and told me such beautiful things about it, I'm dying to get there.
[Edited on Apr 17, 2003]
Beautifully written.