the place you go to reconnect with yourself… The place with all the answers… The place you can go to think?
I really try to be good but it just isn’t in my nature!
Duhhhh…I don’t think I have one.
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“His eyes are as green as a fresh-pickled toad,
His hair is as dark as a blackboard,
I wish he was mine, he’s really divine,
The hero who conquered the Dark Lord.”
The cemetary
We are, each of us angels with only one wing,and we can only fly by embracing one another
This might sound strange. But I drive. I get in my car and go. Driving is like a 6th sense. Very relaxing. It’s easy to think and still know what I’m doing.
You can pick your friends,
You can pick your nose,
But you can’t pick your friends nose.
Any river, lake, or waterfall. And Dodger stadium.
To sleep. Works every time.
“Winners never quit and quitters never win, but those who never win and never quit are idiots.”
Camping.
Funny this should come up as a topic, as I’m off shortly to the very place.
There’s a small short spot of coast just above the Dornoch Firth overlooking the North Sea that I return to each year to renew any melancholy that I may have misplaced in the course of the previous year.
The theory being that catharsis is not a one time event, but rather an ongoing process.
Dr. Watson
“Still falls the Rain –
Dark as the world of man, black as our loss –
Blind as the nineteen hundred and forty nails
Upon the Cross.”
– Edith Sitwell
I drive. Usually I take a road I have never taken before.
I like it here-can I stay?
And do you have a vacancy for a Back-scrubber?
My harbor ? Sometimes its true and other times its fake. Sometimes its scary, and then it can be funny or exciting. Its sitting on my bedside table right now. Its got about 500 pages in it and I am only halfway through it. Then I shall go out and get another one.
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Norfolk, Virginia.
More specifically: Pier 12 South.
Or maybe I’m taking you entirely too literally…
Voted Best Sport
And narrowly averted the despised moniker Smiley Master
Forward deployed until 18AUG00
Boy, that sounded really ominous in the re-reading. I should probably also mention that it’s a really nice place, and there’s this little pub up in Golspie . . .
Dr. Watson
to quote my favorite poet…
I go to the Sea, for there at peace,
my soul converges with its source,
and turns its touch from earthly care,
and feels the pulse of God. - Robert Sexton
I really try to be good but it just isn’t in my nature!
Either a hot bath or a walk outdoors.
I’m living so beyong my income that we may almost said to be living apart
-e e cummings
I sit on the pier of my lake.
I’ve learned that if someone says something unkind about me, I must live so that no one will believe it.
Virginia Beach… By my ocean, on the boardwalk, watching my seagulls, feeling the ocean breeze. absorbing the warm sunshine…
Girlbysea (AKA: ChiefScott’s GBS)
to my friends
well, at least one person wants to meet me…
http://fathom.org/polldata/pollcheck.adp?poll=dope-page5&question=62
Cheers!!
Sweetwater Springs Road in Sonoma County, CA. It’s a small dirt road through some beautiful hills and valleys. There’s a small redwood “rainforest” at the bottom of one of the valleys. I could spend days hanging out there.
She said: “I know you and you cannot sing.”
I said: “That’s nothing - you should hear me play piano.”
Lopez Island, Washington.
Sigh.
Beautiful poem, PurpleCrackWhore.
“It says, I choo-choo-choose you. And it’s got a picture of a train.”
– Ralph Wiggum