herskin's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Her Ocean The call comes. You have been waiting for it, expecting it, for months. Could it be New York? Hawaii? Will it be California this time or maybe Florida? There is talk of somewhere exotic, like Peru or New Zealand. A dream of a new life is just a place ride away. He wants you to come. You want to go. The two of you in a little beach town - it's what you've always talked about. For nearly ten years now, the two of you have had that dream. He'd spend his days running along the shoreline, building up a stamina that already surpasses most of the world. You'd take up surfing and spend your free time reading from the sand and admiring his fine form. He smiles when you talk about seeing the stars at night and just watching the tide come in. You laugh when he sings Nightswimming to you off-key. It's a scary thing and an exciting thing to know that there is someone you are willing to follow to the ends of the earth. Whether it is raising sheep for wool in New Zealand or alpacas for pashminas in Peru, it's the dream that the two of you share. Of course, in reality, he's studying to be a doctor and you're a writer and you live in the Heart of America...but maybe, just maybe, you'll both toss in the towel and head for saltier waters. It seems like a pretty perfect life. I need you here tonight, just like the ocean needs the waves, just like the stars that fall around me now. ("The Ocean" - Mae) 2:46 PM - 12.10.08 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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