Jul 262005
I can’t stop thinking about sun and sea today.
It’s been a while since I’ve sat at work and daydreamed about a sandy beach, diving exotic oceans, sailing sunny seas. Today I can’t stop picturing it.
I want to sleep in a hammock under a palm tree. I want to walk on a beach and feel my skin go tan. I want that salty feeling my skin has when I’ve been in and out of the ocean all day.
I need to be on a boat. It’s been too long. I feel good when I’m on a boat, at one with the universe. I’m made to be at sea, not land-locked in a valley.
I need to get the fuck outta here.
[made with ecto]