Recently, there has been a lot of discussions among the troops about going places, and doing things. This excited me greatly, mostly because for the past three years, I've wanted to go places and do things.
"I need to leave. I'm sick of this town" --- Let's get the hell out of this town so we can get a better feel for each other.
I couldn't agree more, ma'am.
"We need to go somewhere. Bad... You've been saying it. I just think it." Well, I'm glad you finally said something, sir.
It was brought to my attention that I've never seen the ocean. Or the Beach. Or the desert. Or a real mountain. This all makes me very sad. But on the upside! My friends tell me that next year we can go to the beach.
One of my friends says that running on the water line at sunrise is totally going to happen. The phrase "no responsibilities" was used at least three times, and I have to say, I've never smiled more. The thought of beach-bound twilights excites me more than anything else I can think of, really.
I really hope this can happen. My friends have a habbit of telling me things I really want to hear, and then not coming through. Nothing personal to anyone. Just generally. My parents do it too. Its just that this time, I think I'm investing a large portion of my emotional and psycological wellbeing on being able to toss my obligations into the tide for a few days this time next year.
Since midnight on a beach in the Mediterranean is sort of out of the question, I'm open for suggestions. I wonder where that beach Incubus told me about is.
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