"But, it just isn’t over yet. The wilds in you are everything they’ve sought to tame. These they cannot have unless you consent. So. If their cancer takes your lungs, I say grow gills, and head for the water. And wait." AD
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Have you ever wished for an endless night?
I love the smell of the transition from spring into summer. Fresh, growth, coming change, memories of summer camp, if only I could transport myself into a kayak... There is joy found in each season's uniqueness. Summer's arrival finds me in the mode of "Where have you been all my life?! I've never been so excited!!" My yearly winning lottery ticket.
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Yeah....
Nice. :-)
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