And another 365 days have sprouted wings and left us. Here I am, already having visions of creamy sand beaches and wet toes, hearing the sound of the waves rushing at the shore. If I blink, I just know I'll be there again; at the ocean, welcoming a warm summer day. As quick as quick can ever be. For now, if only for a moment. Maybe I won't blink. Happy New Year, all.
Saturday, January 1, 2011
We Made It - No Blinking
And another 365 days have sprouted wings and left us. Here I am, already having visions of creamy sand beaches and wet toes, hearing the sound of the waves rushing at the shore. If I blink, I just know I'll be there again; at the ocean, welcoming a warm summer day. As quick as quick can ever be. For now, if only for a moment. Maybe I won't blink. Happy New Year, all.
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