I have always loved reading old diaries of distant lives. Here you can read my ongoing story, a log of riding a log (if you will) with musings, tales, poetry, jargon, secrets, cliches, whatnots and whatever else might pop into my head. So next time you are stuck indoors, pull up a warm chair and read about the simple happenings of my life in the Pacific Ocean.

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Lazy Day


When it's warm out and there is nothing better to do, I can leave everything else knowing that this is what is better to do. The ocean will wash away any problem and the sun will dry it out. Kidding myself that I have the ability to read under the warmth of the sun with the sound of the water washing beside me, I fall asleep. Taking the walk back up to my apartment, I know from my salty eyebrows, brown skin and tired contentment, that this is where I am supposed to be.

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