widowcentauri

The Pacific

In Uncategorized on November 16, 2012 at 6:08 am

I watched the sun set over the pacific ocean. Now I’m drinking wine and writing to tell you that sometimes running away from home is an excellent choice. As I sat there in my flat feeling sorry for myself I looked at all the undone things waiting for me to get up and do them. So I threw the last clean pair of panties that I had into a suitcase and took the next flight out. I feel much better. Refreshed even.

I grew up on the beach. I should know enough to go to the beach and stop with all the bad tripping. I’m not thrilled with my scene in new england but not because New England sucks more than SoCal. I’m never happy anywhere for very long. I’m happiest in motion.

The crashing of the waves reminded me to be myself.

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  1. wish I was there to give you a few hundred for a pair of your pee soaked panties!

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