The brightest stories come from my days spent on the rainy beach. On a Rainy Monday, you know Carah will sing you to sleep. Now, write!
It's living for the love, not dying for it.
What's new, what's old, who you love, and who is who.
Don't let me go. I like you.
It's living for the love, not dying for it.
24.7.11
Mediterranean Coastline Contemplations.
I'm sitting on the Mediterranean beach at 7:00 PM on June 2nd, 2011. There are only a few families here right now, it's fairly overcast, and there's a consistent breeze. The actual coast is rather scummy, and slightly smells. I don't know why I bother with explanations. My purple toes are hinted with sand. There's a little sailboat coming into the dock next door to this little piece of coast. It's a rather dreary scene, when described. The sea is a shade of blue green and grey. There's the promenade and a lighthouse. There's a lot of wishing you were here to see it. But, the sun has hidden behind the clouds, and wind makes this place anything but warm. The backdrop to the beach is full of forest, palm trees, Spanish houses, and the passing city-goers here. Let's let the sea take us.
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