Shame how we can't always communicate who we really are to each other. Shame how this is actually much more usual than not. And shame how things are more forgotten than remembered. But no shame in being human, being unique, being unusual, inexplicable, ineffable, and incomprehensible.
All that water and air, and space between the sun and the earth. I'm so tired today. The charming bay still has light on it as the moon illuminates the sky here. I'm excited about Alaska at the end of August!
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
100 years from now think of where we'll be...........................................................
In this small world, in this short life moments stray away effortlessly until some lonely night shocks them back into existence for a brief view and then everything is dark, again.